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nothing meta. just look at this. it’s so funny. it’s such a funny image
#alpha kids#homestuck#hom3stuck#dirk strider#jane crocker#jake english#roxy lalonde#i love when the alpha kids describe their friendship#its just so funny#borzoi talks
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Love’s Maze (BretShawn)
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Shawn is convinced by his boyfriend, Marty, to pursue a career in wrestling, which ultimately leads the pair to the WWF.
Many would describe Shawn Michaels as being a cocky, arrogant, flamboyant, and overly confident man with the talent to back it up. But he hadn’t always been that way.
Amongst his family and peers, he was usually the shortest, the youngest, or the smallest in the room, far from the stereotypical idea of what society deemed as an ‘alpha male.’
His insecurities only grew as he got older, causing Shawn to develop a bit of a Napoleon complex. He always made it a point to be the loudest in the room, as if he had to prove a point, obviously overcompensating for what he lacked.
That soon became a constant theme throughout Shawn’s life.
Despite being popular, attractive, the captain of the football team, and having a great personality, it wasn’t enough. It was never enough. The blond constantly sought validation from whoever would give it to him.
The one person that always made him feel like he was enough, like he didn’t need to put on a front to feel accepted, was his friend-turned-lover, Marty Jannetty. They’d known of each other throughout high school but hadn’t really associated with one another until senior year.
Marty thought Shawn was so unbelievably pretty, as most guys at school did, but didn’t have the guts to say it aloud. Shawn was so easy for Marty to spot in a crowd. Whether it was looking at him from across a classroom, or briefly locking eyes when they passed each other in the hallway, Shawn always caught his eye.
Meanwhile, Shawn thought Marty was some creep who couldn’t stop staring at him in 4th period.
It took some time, but Marty eventually worked up the courage to talk to Shawn. Shawn was a little hesitant, and understandably so with how weird Marty seemed at first. But all it took was one conversation for the two to realize how much they had in common. Pretty soon, what started as a genuine friendship quickly turned into something more.
Shawn had always known he was different from his brothers, often drifting out of the conversation whenever they fawned over how hot some girl was. It’s not that he didn’t find women attractive. But when it came to getting butterflies in his stomach or his heart skipping a beat, he only felt that way with guys.
Shawn hadn’t been with a guy before being with Marty. Everything was so new to him. Marty was more experienced, so Shawn often followed his lead. Their flirting turned into kissing, which turned into experimenting, which eventually turned into Shawn losing his virginity to Marty his senior year. They began dating shortly after that once Marty worked up the courage to ask the blond out.
Throughout their relationship, Marty made it a point to constantly remind Shawn of how beautiful he was. How talented and athletic he was. How Shawn didn’t have to be the tallest or loudest guy in the room to command attention.
He just needed to be Shawn.
As confident as Marty made him feel, Shawn still thought he was crazy for the wild idea he threw at him after graduation.
Run away and become wrestlers.
They’d been lounging around, cuddling in Shawn’s bedroom as they watched a wrestling tape when Marty brought up the idea.
Shawn snorted, lifting his head off of Marty’s chest as he said, “Yeah, right.” But the look on Marty’s face told him he wasn’t joking. “Wait, you’re serious?”
Marty shrugged, “Yeah, why not?”
Shawn raised a brow. “You’ve got to be kidding me. We’re not as big as those guys.”
“Hey, I thought you said size didn’t matter,” Marty said suggestively.
Shawn gave a playful slap on Marty’s chest. “I’m being serious, you pervert! I mean look at us and look at them,” Shawn said, pointing at the wrestlers on tv. “We wouldn’t stand a chance.”
“You don’t know that though, Shawn. Come on. What else does Texas have to offer you?”
Shawn had thought about that question on multiple occasions.
Before graduation, Shawn had no idea what he wanted to do with his life, and he still didn’t. Thankfully, his parents weren’t pushing him to make a quick decision. If anything, they would love for him to stay under their roof for as long as possible. But he didn’t want to depend on them forever.
But wrestling? It didn’t seem like a likely choice for him.
“Marty, I don’t know.”
“Why not? What’s holding you back?”
“How do you know if this would be worth it in the end? If we’ll even be able to make ends meet?”
“We’ll figure it out. We’ve got to at least try, Mikey. Remember when you told me that you wanted to be free? To see the world?”
“Yeah, but-”
“This is our ticket. Let’s do this together, baby,” said Marty as he tightened his arms around Shawn.
It took some convincing, but that’s how they decided to start training, determined to take on the wrestling world no matter their size.
Things hadn’t been easy for the two. There were times where either Shawn or Marty considered quitting, but the other one was always there to remind them that the pain was only temporary. They had to keep moving forward.
“I can’t do this anymore,” Shawn sobbed into his hands from the passenger seat of their rental car.
It had been about eight months since they’d decided to give wrestling a try. They were still amateurs, which meant that they were often put in shitty matches, jobbing just to get some more experience under their belt. Sadly, it also meant that they were given the most grueling traveling schedules, oftentimes running on little to no sleep.
They’d just finished up a show a few hours ago and were on the road, driving another three hours to the next town. Marty should’ve known something was wrong when Shawn spent the majority of the car ride in silence. He thought the younger man was just catching up on sleep, but he was proven wrong when he heard Shawn breaking down next to him.
Marty swiftly pulled the car over to the side of the road, parking so he could properly give Shawn the attention he needed. He leaned over to get a better look at Shawn, saying softly, “Baby, what’s wrong?”
Shawn sniffed as he rubbed his eyes. “Fucking everything! I’m just tired, Marty. I’m so fucking tired. My body’s exhausted and I just need a break. I need a moment to breathe! I miss my family and I just want to go home,” he sobbed harder at the thought of seeing his parents again. He really missed them.
It hurt Marty to see Shawn so upset. The younger man was really good at bottling up his emotions, Marty sometimes not even knowing anything was wrong until Shawn had an outburst like this one.
He grabbed Shawn’s hands that were still rubbing at his eyes, bringing both of the blond’s hands to his lips to place a gentle kiss on them. Shawn responded best to affection, so Marty was doing his best to get the man to calm down.
“I know you’re tired, and I know you want a break. But you’re doing so well, Shawn. José has said nothing but good things about you during training. I promise you, this is all going to pay off. I just know it. Just hang in there, ok? For me?”
Shawn sniffled, “I’m trying-”
“I know you are. And I’m proud of you. We’re in this together, ok? Remember that.”
To be honest, Marty knew Shawn was the better of the two. Their trainer made it pretty evident during their sessions with the amount of attention he gave Shawn compared to Marty. Shawn’s in-ring ability was unmatched. Marty really wished Shawn had the confidence to see it himself.
Marty leaned forward to place a light peck on Shawn’s lips, wiping a lone tear from the blond’s cheek as he said, “We have a couple more hours to go, so get some rest. You’ll feel better once you wake up. I love you.”
Shawn didn’t respond, staring blankly as Marty pulled away to crank up the car. Once they were finally back on the road, Shawn decided to do what Marty suggested and get some much-needed rest.
They’d get past this. They always did.
“Why the Midnight Rockers?” Shawn asked the question with a look of disapproval on his face, as if the name alone was a war crime.
He and Marty had been wrestling full-time for a year and a half before they caught the attention of the American Wrestling Association, the promotion desperate for young new talent.
It was a huge milestone for the two, their hard work finally seeming to pay off.
The only issue Shawn had was their name. Well, that and their ring gear. They hadn’t made enough money to afford better outfits, but Shawn wasn’t a fan of the bold neon colors Marty insisted on them wearing. But he went along with it, trusting Marty’s judgment.
Marty snorted in amusement as he walked up to Shawn, poking at the blond’s bottom lip that was jutted out. “You got a better name?”
“…No.”
“Exactly,” Marty gloated, placing his hands on Shawn’s shoulders. “Just trust me on this.”
Shawn nodded, giving a small smile. “Ok, I trust you.”
Much to Shawn’s surprise, they did pretty well after debuting as The Midnight Rockers. It took some time, but both Shawn and Marty were proving to the wrestling world that they were just as good as the big guys. The fans, as well as other wrestlers, were amazed at the agility the two had in the ring for guys their size.
Their popularity was not only due to their talent, but their looks as well, mostly Shawn’s as he was dubbed the heartthrob of the duo. The promoter was also pleased they were attracting more women to the shows who made it known that they only came to see The Midnight Rockers.
Their popularity did wonders for Shawn’s confidence. Slowly, but surely, the insecure man who once questioned their ability to be successful in the wrestling industry was nowhere to be found. Marty was so proud of him. Shawn was finally starting to see what Marty had been telling him all along, that he didn’t need to be anything or anyone else but Shawn Michaels.
As great as their popularity had been, there were times where their relationship seemed to suffer because of it.
The relationship wasn’t perfect by any means. The couple had plenty enough arguments throughout their wrestling career, most of which were caused by Marty’s jealousy, and Shawn’s heartthrob status only seemed to make it worse.
Marty had gotten into quite a few arguments and fist fights with men he thought were hitting on Shawn, which certainly didn’t help dispel their unruly reputation as troublemakers.
But despite all of that, they still stuck by each other’s side. Shawn didn’t know if he’d have made it as far as he had in his career without Marty.
Shawn thought he was dreaming the day he and Marty were offered contracts from the WWF.
They’d been wrestling as The Midnight Rockers at various wrestling promotions for a few years at that point, improving each year since their debut. With the buzz they’d created for themselves, it was no wonder why Vince wanted them.
It was a huge accomplishment for them, not only as a tag team, but as a couple as well. They’d been together for four years at that point. It amazed Shawn that after everything they’d been through, they were still together, which was something he was extremely grateful for.
Bret had to do a double take the moment he saw The Rockers arrive. He’d heard that Vince was bringing in new talent, but he was expecting the typical burly men with bad spray tans. Nothing could have prepared him for the moment he’d first laid eyes on a certain blue-eyed blond backstage.
“Close your mouth before you start drooling,” Owen teased as Shawn and Marty walked past them towards the general locker room area.
Bret quickly averted his eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Sure, you don’t,” Owen said sarcastically. Of course, Owen didn’t believe Bret. He’d known him his whole life and knew the look his brother got when someone caught his eye. But before he could tease him any further, Bret had already walked off to talk to Jim Neidhart.
This should be fun, thought Owen as he practically skipped along the hallway, thinking of various ways to annoy his big brother about his little crush.
Unfortunately for Bret, Owen’s teasing continued that night, Jim and Davey Boy Smith joining in after Owen informed them of Bret’s interest in the new guy. It also didn’t help that Owen noticed Bret’s failed attempt to not look at Shawn who was sitting across the bar from them.
“What are you waiting for? Go talk to him,” Owen egged on.
“Yeah, you better lay your claim on him before someone else does,” Davey commented with a giggle before downing another shot.
Bret rolled his eyes at their antics. They’d been chastising him all day about making a move on Shawn. It was pretty annoying. He’d barely seen the guy for a second backstage, and Bret had idea if the guy even liked men. Or if he’d even like Bret for that matter.
He may be Bret Hart, but even he knew he wasn’t guaranteed to get any guy he wanted.
But no amount of reasoning could stop the teasing coming from his brother and brothers-in-law.
“Just go right on over there,” Jim encouraged. “We believe in you!”
Bret glanced over at Shawn again, catching a certain twinkle in his blue eyes caused by the neon lights in the bar.
That seemed to be all of the encouragement Bret needed.
“Fuck it,” he said, downing a shot for liquid courage as he leaned forward to stand up.
“That’s what I’m talking about!” They all cheered in support as it seemed that Bret was finally going to make a move on the young blond.
And that was the intention.
That was until Bret looked back in Shawn’s direction, noticing Marty sitting in the chair next to him. But not just that.
Bret also noticed just how close the two were sitting, how close their faces were to each other, how Marty’s hand was placed on Shawn’s waist as his other hand traveled up Shawn’s thigh, gripping it tightly before whispering intimately in Shawn’s ear, earning a smile from the young man once he pulled away.
Bret didn’t like jumping to conclusions, but based on what he saw, there were two possibilities floating in his head. Marty and Shawn were either really close friends or, unfortunately, Shawn was taken.
Deflated, Bret sat back, turning his attention to his now empty shot glass. “I’d better not.”
Owen looked at him like he’d lost his mind. “What?! Why not? You better get in on that before someone else beats you to it.”
“Seems like someone already has.”
Everyone at the table then glanced to see Shawn and Marty hastily leaving the bar hand in hand with mischievous grins on their faces. Bret didn’t even want to imagine what they were so excited about.
“Damn,” was the only word of comfort Owen could offer.
“Yeah,” Bret said as he picked up another shot glass, this one full of Jack Daniels. “Damn.”
A/N: Found this pic of baby shawn; too pretty to be legal 🥵
#hartbreak#shawn michaels#bret hart#bretshawn#past marty and shawn#bret hart x shawn michaels#wwf#wwe fanfiction#alternate universe#this one's a wild ride#divider cr: @saradika
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Love ur Rhaenicent - is Alicent truly scared that Rhaenyra is exactly like how she describes Alphas to Aemond? If Rhaenyra starts courting her is she truly going to be able to feel like she could say no if she wanted to? Her own means (which i assume is protecting her kids) may be met by it but does she think she’s putting herself into another Viserys situation (or similar) or is she truly hopeful that Rhaenyra is different?
Lots of questions, can’t really help it ur Rhaenyra and Alicent r amazing and spawn a lot of thoughts. Loved the snippet!
Alicent is a MESS.
Yes, some part of her is still scared that Rhaenyra will hurt her, even if she can't actually imagine a single possible scenario where that would happen. Yes, she's already worried about ever needing to refuse Rhaenyra, because she's never wanted to refuse her, so she has no practice saying no.
And yes, she's absolutely afraid of being stuck in a Viserys situation again. Before Rhaenyra returned to court, Alicent had zero plans to ever remarry. Now she's worried that she will never actually have time to help and be there for her children (especially Aegon) if she becomes Queen Consort again, Rhaenyra will change tune like Viserys did the second matrimony seals Alicent as hers, and Alicent will lose all power over herself once more.
BUT. Once upon a time, Rhaenyra was Alicent's one true safe place.
Ottto's indoctrination began long before she'd even presented, telling her about her parents' (awful) relationship dynamic and how omegas were made to serve. He always commented on her personality and looks and how it reminded him of her mother, how he was *sure* she'd be an omega, so it was the worst kind of nightmare when she presented and all those expectations became her reality.
But that whole time Rhaenyra hadn't presented, so she was still safe. Alicent didn't go so far as complain about her father to her--she was too scared of him, even with her best friend--but she could talk about her fears and worries and Rhaenyra was always there to comfort her. And she never asked for anything in return but Alicent's friendship.
That didn't change when Rhaenyra presented as alpha after Aemma and Baelon died, even if Alicent silently wished it would. Now they had to have a chaperone to be together, but Rhaenyra was the same as ever. They were close right up until Alicent was married to Viserys under Rhaenyra's nose, and Rhaenyra started exploring her sexuality like her alpha status gave her allowance to, while all Alicent could do was birth children and watch.
Still, Rhaenyra has never given Alicent an indication that she is ANYTHING like her father ended up being. Alicent is truly hopeful of that, I think. But she wouldn't be encouraging Rhaenyra as much as she currently is in D&S if it weren't for how much she needs Rhaenyra's favor (or thinks she does) to better protect Aemond. Rhaenicent would still happen, of course, but at a much slower pace and after a lot more healing.
Court politics make for a rush job, what can I say 🤷♀️😂 it's one of the reasons I love playing semi in-canon. 'Is it really love when it started out like a strategic chess move?' kind of vibes are my fav.
Glad you enjoyed the snippet, thanks for the question anon!!
#fic: duty & sacrifice#ask me shit#alicent x rhaenyra#rhaenicent#anti viserys i targaryen#anti otto hightower
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Dear Crash,
I had too much for a reply on your post so I'm writing you here :) I tend to read other writers' fic either late at night or during the day (at work or in between life bs) and so I feel bad, because I don't usually take the time to really tell people how good their writing is, like specifically. But I want to be better, and I feel like if I'm not going to celebrate a 21K first chapter like Burin' a Hole, than what kind of person am I?
Did I know what the omegaverse was bf yesterday? No. In fact, and I mean this without judgement, but bc I have never really read this genre bf, I was a little unsure or wary of what to expect but I have read you other work so many times , that I just dove in. And then I reread it again. There were several things that I noticed reading it a second time, like the significance of having her be a make-up artist and the quote from Kitty, ugh, of course, because she is hiding who she is, the appeal of this career/interest makes so much sense. Elvis reading the mail when she comes to tell him she got another job. There were so many other things that just bowl me over with how much work you put into crafting this piece. The humor too - that Doner party gag, ahhhhh! Perry Mason wins, lollll!
And the way you build these characters, especially E and reader ! Muah, chef's kiss! I love the flipped expectations bf they present, I really appreciated that reader is not just using suppressants to save her father's reputation (bc I don't think that would be motivation enough), but because of her history with alphas, and having watched what her mother went through, and fear of abandonment, and the genuine fear of the intensity of being mated to one. I could see why she does what she does. One of my favorite passing vignettes is the image of Elvis holding up traffic trying to get her to come back to the show after they fight while she walks to the bus stop with a suitcase.
And, of course, the last part ... well, let's just say I have a feeling that section is now one of my go to comfort readings when I want to smile and shiver and be inspired in my own writing.
I'm probably fangirling out too much here, but I'll just end by saying thanks for your fucking brilliance and I'm so grateful I found your work! 21 K fucking words!!! I guess I'm an alpha!elvis stan now, which i never predicted by am so in to, picturing angry alpha austin elvis here....
xoxo
Norah
Thank you so much ☺ I love to hear what people loved most about my pieces and I'm so happy to see when they pick up on those details!
When I started writing this one, there was so much to think about in terms of how the ABO dynamics interacted with the era. Which was a lot of fun to speculate on and at times also overwhelming TBH, but once I figured this out and the details within the request I was able to go from there. When I got the request the thought she was a makeup artist while also being someone who hides who she is was too good of detail to leave so happy to see you picked up on it. The humor was an important aspect to me to really showcase their friendship (what's a light threat of cannibalism between best friends lol).
That being said the build up of the relationship was one of the most crucial aspects to the story for me as to why of all the omegas that froth at the mouth over him, why reader? So them being friends since they were kids and being shaped by one another was something I really wanted to explore. Knowing how he was described as a kid, that definitely factored into how he was expected to present in this world, so reader had to be on the opposite end of that spectrum. Her being his most ardent supporter since the get-go, and basically being the extrovert that adopts the introvert was something I thought fit well into that why.
The readers motivations were also in the same vein of asking why not go for it? Especially making a bold reader, you're right on the money that saving her piece of shit father's reputation was her lowest priority. Fear of abandonement is something I think many people can relate to so the fact that in this world an abandoned mated omega going into heat oftentimes = death, doesn't help either. It doesn't help that the fact that her primary example for an A/O relationship fell apart so spectacularly and both parents to some degree laid the responsibility for it's destruction at her feet, and she unintentionally internalized alot of the blame and now believes that there is something inherently wrong with her.
Something I also had to take into account was why Elvis didn't go for it earlier either, and I can't believe I forgot to mention it in the story, but there is this idea (potentially false) that Alpha's tend to unintentionally injure Beta partners in the act which he would never want to risk (edit: as well as the very real fact that an A/B couple can't reproduce which of course is heavily stigmatized especially in this era). But just because the physical aspect wasn't there didn't mean he didn't view it as a relationship in all other ways, as in his mind for all other intents and purposes reader is his. He to a lesser extent was also traumatized seeing reader so emotionally effected by her situation, utterly unable to imagine how a mother could do that to her kid so he wanted to always keep her close to him. So when the reality that she is an omega comes to light and she wants to leave the temporary pain of a less than willing claiming bite is outweighed by the knowledge that with it she'll never be able to leave.
Believe it or not that vignette was a last minute edition, because I wanted to demonstrate readers near iron will to truly make the fact that she eventually just gives in to him all the more poignant.
I put alot of work into that final section, wanting to make it hot but also elevate it given the omegaverse setting so I'm honored to hear you feel inspired by it.
Thank you so much for taking the time to write this all out, especially when you're working on your own amazing story as well! I'm honestly so grateful for all the love and support I've been getting from you and all of the other lovely readers out there.
Again thank you so much Norah!
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hey! sooo, i decided to share this part oft the story for @1daboficfest , this is part of louis´ story, hope you like this teen part! (guess who was afraid of being an omega, regretting being an alpha)
“Her first year was one of the best times of her life, she was able to meet Oli, a thin and red-haired beta who ended up betraying their friendship for a beta one year older, although they were friends less than the school year, Louis took affection and knew how to learn the lesson. But what she was always grateful for was that she had been selected for the local team of soccer at school, which allowed meeting more people she might or might not be friends with - that's where Liam came in, of course, they didn't know at the time that gender they had, they were all petite and small, but that didn't matter, because the movie nights of hot guys and perfect girlfriends were better than racking their brains trying to guess what to get would have.
In her second year, she watched movies that weren't for her age ("Liam, take that away! They're not supposed to kiss like that!"), had tried on her older sister's bra and had been caught ("We should get some for yourself, you've could tell me," her sister said, with a smile fun on her lips watching her little sister hiding in the laundry room), she was in detention enough times to count and there came a time when her mother had that talk with her when she put new words in Louis' head and preoccupied her with things that weren't even going to happen until years later. That was what made Louis make a plan, a personality, and a very high ego that not even she reached.
Louis was only thirteen, but she was old enough to care about older adolescent things: his secondary gender.
In the films, people described the feeling of falling in love, how omegas felt when they first met alphas at school, how those butterflies felt in their bellies, and all the good things that happened between them. And although all these situations seem false and highly exaggerated to adults, not to a thirteen-year-old girl.
Perhaps she had also stolen the computer from her sister to look at the videos that the kids in his biology class talked about so much excited and in a low voice, with the search engine in incognito mode and writing a particular situation; she could safely say that her first experience with pornography had not been the best, considering that she was very disgusted and almost shocked by what that alpha had done to his partner, in her parts.
And she was worried about being an omega and that her experiences would end up like the ones in the video.”
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i am happy to announce that kinnporsche is finally almost out of my system lol, to celebrate that here's a couple of ao3 fics that i love, feel free to recommend your faves.
fool me once (fool me twice)
(completed) porsche fakes his death and opens a bar on a deserted beach after the tawan episode. heartbroken kinn finds him randomly years later. tho this isn't like the porsche and kinn we know, like at all. we know porsche wouldn't be able to stay away, kinn won't respect any lines when it comes to porsche but it was nice to read about kinn grovelling a little lol.
as lovers
(on going) porsche had to pretend to be kinn's boyfriend at one of their missions, now things are getting a little out of hand.
lights of vegas
(on going/paused) i don't really ship porsche with vegas, i do ship their friendship/alliance but thid angle was quite interesting i have to say, desperately hoping the writer continues
a rose, a river, and a riot
(ongoing) porsche gets preggy, unsure of where he stands with kinn he decides to hide with papa korn's help. i particularly like this one bc of how slowly but surely he becomes a leader with his own army of bodyguards, LOVED vegas's character in this too. if second season really happens, i want some of this in there.
they used to shout our names
(complete) porsche and pete gets kidnapped, kinn & vegas are forced to work together. that's the fic.
runaways
(on going) so kinn's a high alpha, porsche's an omega, they are mates but only kinn doesn't know that. they kinda sorta knew each other when they were kids but after they presented kinn kinda rejected their bond and attempted to kill him so porsche took porchay and ran. years later they meet again, and things get interesting. i like where this is going hope the writer will finish this story.
my life
(completed) i liked how sassy chay was in this, i loved the family dynamics in it but the ending kinda fell flat for me.
but you are everywhere
(complete) this is how things would have gone after the pier kiss if kinn and porsche was a little more sane. kinn and vegas kind of decide to work together, which you know me i dig. ik its not just me, i see you guys writing fics about kinn and vegas working together, we all want it.
a little wicked
(complete) if porsche didn't end up agreeing to be kinn's bodyguard and got away with it
double take
(incomplete) if porsche's parents hadn't died, and were actually a part of the business from the start. shit was just begining to get interesting but the writer seem to have stopped writing. how sad.
shiny pretty thing
(complete) i am really against shipping the actors with each others really. i accidentally came across this, i have to say simply considering apo and miles as characters written by a woman, this fic describes their dynamics perfectly, you cant change my mind.
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EVERYBODY LOVES DANNY
This is an exploration of the role Danny Mahealani played in Teen Wolf for the first four seasons. It was inspired by an anonymous correspondent who described him as a token. Danny was not a token. Instead, he was a foil for both Stiles and Allison, and his friendship with Jackson was a parallel with the friendship between Scott and Stiles and his romantic relationship with Ethan was a parallel with the romantic relationship between Allison and Isaac.
To me, a token character appears in a movie or story to serve one purpose and one purpose only: to be seen as what they represent. If Danny was the Token Gay Character, he would be on the screen only to be the object of Scott's accidental flirting or to serve as a sounding board for Stiles's insecurity or to remind the audience of Jackson's vanity. Once that purpose was served, he would vanish. Yet, effort was spent on Danny's his emotions and decisions concerning friendship, social status, and the supernatural. He is definitely a minor character, but he's certainly not a token. A token wouldn't be missed as badly as he was in Season 4. The obvious hole he left still puzzles people to this day.
In the first season, Danny's role serves as giving us a necessary look at how the rest of Beacon Hills High sees Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski. He's not as intensely involved with Scott as Stiles, not as hostile as Jackson or Lydia, and he's not a new girl unsure of her footing like Allison. It is an absolutely necessary role to reinforce Scott's complaint of 'sitting on the sidelines.' Danny treats Scott with benign indifference, the way you would treat a nice kid in your science class to which you don't actually talk. Danny doesn't get Jackson's hostility to Scott's rise on the lacrosse team, and he verbally expresses it, but he's just happy to have another good player on the team that helps them reach the state championships. Danny tolerates Stiles because Scott is first line, and he's shocked by Scott's insistence on dancing with him at the Winter Formal, but he does dance with him, reluctant but not repulsed. Danny gives us the average student's view of Scott.
We also get the build up of Jackson's and Danny's friendship, which plays a much larger and more important role in Season 2. Jackson and Danny like each other as much as Scott and Stiles do, and there is a level of implied closeness matching each relationship. Danny can be just as sarcastic as Stiles toward Jackson, "If I come back and you're lying dead underneath a pile of weight, I'm taking the Porsche" and they discuss topics as sensitive as mutual sexual attraction and Danny is concerned because Jackson doesn't answer his texts for a week. The major difference is that Danny respects boundaries in a way that Stiles doesn't, and that is shown by the production -- regardless of my own personal taste -- as a detriment when Jackson decides to go after the bite and suffers the curse of the kanima. Stiles willingness to intrude on his friends life is shown as crucial in Scott overcoming not only his initial transformation but also his evolution into hero. To be fair, Jackson does not seek out Danny's help in the same way that Scott does to Stiles, which is also shown as a problem.
In Season 3, with Jackson's departure, Danny's focus shifts to Ethan, but he still serves as the same foil for Stiles and, now, Allison. No matter how talented the three of them are, no matter how much Danny is a survivor, they are still human in the world of the supernatural. Danny keeps his boundaries, so he's either a pawn of the alpha pack or a bystander to the action -- symbolized by him being present in the room when a chaos fly possesses Ethan and being unaware -- but on the other hand, he does survive and he does it with minimal trauma, not counting the Darach attack.
Stiles gets involved and stays involved, and he will have to deal with the consequences of the nogitsune possession for the rest of his life. Allison choose to become involved with werewolf, even knowing how dangerous in, and she gets involved and stays involved, and it costs her life. Danny chooses to become involved with a werewolf, it being revealed that he wasn't doing it ignorantly, but he keeps himself out of the action.
The audience noted Danny's absence in Season 4, precisely because he had become an important part of the story. He did have friendships, he was involved, but it also made sense that the characters wouldn't experience the same sense of absence, because Danny had drawn relatively firm boundaries around that involvement. He would be involved in things in his own terms.
The audience mourned his loss in Season 4, because of the Dead Pool plot, but I feel, that if we think about it enough, we should have mourned his loss in both Season 5 and Season 6. Danny's presence could have helped us understand Stiles's actions more effectively. They could have even had conversations about feelings of alienation between friends. Danny's presence could have been even more important in Season 6B, exploring how boundary setting is not the same as giving into fear.
A character with this much impact can hardly be classified as token.
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Invisible String | Werewolf AU | Raul Mendes
Raul is a werewolf and his mate turned out not only to be human, but his best friend's little sister. And as much as he tried, he could not ignore that invisible string tying her to him.
Hello hello! This is a bit of an experimental thing and I'm really excited about it, I've always been highly interested in everything about alternative universe and fantasy in general, and ever since I received the first ask to write a werewolf piece I've been wanting to do it but also a bit nervous. So hopefully this meets your expectations and you guys like it! Let me know if this was any good and if you guys would like to see something else like this!
*Word Count: 8K+;
*Warnings: a few curse words, a little angsty (i guess), minor drinking;
*Posted: March 28th, 2021.
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Raul felt like life liked playing sick little tricks on him.
Like the fact that werewolves had a very strict hierarchy and normally it worked nicely. The Alphas are the ones in charge and responsible for keeping the pack safe and in order. Betas normally were kind of the strength of the pack, trained to listen and do whatever the pack needed and physically skilled to fight off anyone. And the Omegas were the glue to all of it, the sweet and naturally more caring ones, and it was an ancient thing that was followed to this day. Until Raul and his twin brothers were all born Alphas. It was hard informing the pack that they’re all going to be the Alphas of their pack. And since normally it was only allowed one wolf to claim that position, it was harder to make older ones respect their decision and actually accept, but at the end of the day, they didn’t have much of a choice. The Alpha genes ran in the Mendes family for generations and thankfully their dynamic was actually great and the triplets formed a great group of wolves.
And that was just an example of the things Raul blames on fate or whatever for making his like a bit more difficult. But maybe the hardest one was having mated with not only a human, but his Beta’s younger sister. His best friend’s and right hand’s sister, one of the only girls that was off limits had to be his mate.
And it wasn’t even his choice. Mating is a common thing between werewolves and other creatures, often seen as a blessing, a reason to celebrate. It’s similar to what most people have as a soulmate. It’s two souls that were meant to be together and are deeply connected to the other. Sometimes it’s harder to notice, it can take a few years and sometimes it’s almost instantaneous, and it can’t be undone or ignored. And even though sometimes it can be denied by one of the sides, according to the ones who’ve been through it, it’s an awfully painful experience. Some even go as far as describing having a piece of you being pulled out of your heart.
It also doesn’t have to be necessarily tied to a romantic relationship, you can simply be friends with them for the rest of your lives, even though it doesn’t happen most of the time. Most of the time it isn’t even something to think about, it just feels natural, you feel whole when you’re around that person, they’re meant to be your other half and normally it just clicks. And when you grow up surrounded by wolves, it’s normally a beautiful connection to witness. Raul always found their parents relationship amazing, and deep down longed for a similar deep relationship with someone, finding his mate and falling in love. He just didn’t expect it to happen the way it did.
It was over four years ago and he was running a bit late to Mike’s, his best friend, nineteenth birthday he was having at his parents’ house. Raul got caught up sorting through some pack stuff and when he was finally done with it, he was already half an hour late and it was outside their little secluded “neighborhood” in the wooded area. It was a bit far from the town so the wolves wouldn’t have a problem with the humans since their existence was still a secret. Only very few and selected humans knew about them. So it was best for everybody if they built their little community on the woods just beside the town, and keep their presence among humans only when seen necessary.
Mike’s father, who is a werewolf, fell in love with a human (Mike’s mom) and they decided to move into town to be closer to her job since she was a nurse and needed to be near the hospital in case of an emergency. And when Mike was born a wolf, they decided that he was going to be raised like his dad was in the wolf community and would make his decision in joining it or not when he was older. And he did choose the pack life since it felt more natural to him. But Y/N, his younger sister, was actually born a human and was raised by his parents like any human kid, and she was never taken to their community since she was three years younger than her brother and Mike was very protective over her, not knowing how his pack would treat her or react to her.
So when Raul parked his car right outside the address that was sent to him and ringed the bell, he wasn’t expecting to be met with his mate. But there she was, Y/N stood with the door open as her eyes widened the slightest bit and he was sure he wasn’t breathing. He felt like he was floating and her sweet scent of something like Roses and Strawberries was all he could feel. All his other senses were clouded by her presence just a few inches away from him. He didn’t know how to react or what to say, and for the first time in his life he was completely speechless. Raul was normally a very socially skilled person, he was good at talking to people and reading someone’s expressions like a book, always had a sharp answer at the tip of his tongue and knew what to do at most situations, but Y/N caught him off guard.
She seemed a bit confused as well. Her mouth slightly a gape as she held to the wooden doorframe. Y/N was really happy she was finally meeting all of her brother’s friends and getting to know a bit more of this part of his life she was deprived of. And she was a bit shocked to notice how big and strong all of his friends were, specially Shawn and Peter, who Mike explained to be the Alphas. They were also incredibly nice to her, she suspects it was her brother’s doing since every time they would say something or curse, they would always look at Mike first. But when the doorbell rang again, she knew it was Raul, he was the only one missing and they knew he was late due to “pack stuff” as they explained. She felt a bit jittery and basically ran to the door from the spot she was sitting next to it on her phone, wanting to get to know her brother’s best friend for a while now. But she wasn’t prepared to meet him.
Sure, he was identical to his twins, but there was something different about him that hit her hard. Of course, he had more tattoos and a few more piercings, he looked a bit rougher in the edges with his leather jacket and wild golden eyes, but there was something that wasn’t about his appearance that took her breath away. And suddenly she didn’t know what to do, they’re both stuck in their place staring at each other. And even though her mind was screaming at her to stop being awkward, invite him in and actually act like a decent being, Y/N couldn’t move a muscle, and he’s probably thinking she’s an idiot and too polite to invite himself in. And in the middle of her internal turmoil, he regained some self control for the sake of both of them.
Raul cleared his throat shaking his head a bit “Hi, I’m Raul, you must be Y/N” he said and she swore she melted at the sound of his voice “it’s really nice finally meeting you”
He offered his hand to her to which she swiftly grabbed, feeling his warmth seeping throughout her palm, his fingers curling around her much smaller ones. He had a beautiful design tattooed on the back of his hand and she got a little lost in it.
Y/N sighed relief he broke the awkward moment and looked up back at him, trying to control her thoughts “Yeah, that’s me, nice to meet you too, would you like to come in?”
Raul smiled as he let go of her hand a bit reluctantly “sure” was all he said as he stepped in closer to her, being hit with a fresh wave of her sweet scent, forcing him to take a deep breath.
“The boys are outside in case you’re wondering” she said placing a strand of hair that fell out of her little updo behind her ear.
Raul held back the urge to do it himself “Oh, so they annoyed you into staying in the living room?”
“No no” her eyes almost budged out of their socket “I was just- I was just waiting for you since I knew you were running late and they’re all talking, so I didn’t want to intrude and I-“
“Y/N it’s just a joke” he said through a chuckle as he saw her face flushing “relax a bit, honey”
Y/N giggled softly as she closed the door “I’m sorry, I-“
“Hey, dude!” Mike called from across the room, making their heads snap towards him “how’s everything back home?”
“All settled” Raul said taking a step closer to his Beta “just arrived actually”
“Oh, so you met my little sister” and even though it seemed like a normal sentence, Raul knew Mike and knew his posture like the back of his hand, he knew this was a reminder of the conversation they had back home about staying away from her.
“Yeah, she opened the door for me” he said and from his peripheral he saw Y/N nodding confirming his line.
“I see, the guys are outside, let’s go grab a burger for you” Mike said patting him on the shoulder and dragging him away from the front door where Y/N seemed to be frozen in place.
Raul remembers vividly every little second of that night. Remembers how he decided he should keep his distance for the sake of his friendship and for Y/N herself. She was only sixteen when they met and she is human, which means the bond isn’t too strong for her, specially at first glance, and dating a werewolf was hard. He lived far into the woods and didn’t necessarily mingle with people in town, who were probably her friends and she wasn’t raised with his type, so maybe it would be too much for her. And Raul’s sure Mike wouldn’t be happy about it, at least not now where they first met and she’s that young. So he kept his distance, only talking to her when extremely necessary.
And that was a pattern he kept for the remaining four years of their limited interactions (which he intended keeping that way).
As older as Y/N got, the closest she got with the pack. She was always close to Mike, but since she was young she wasn’t allowed to walk or drive alone to the community, but as soon as she was old enough she was always around on the weekends and important dates. And she was just lovely, so everyone adored her, always wanting to have her around for monthly movie nights and even going as far as inviting her to spend the night. Raul couldn’t really blame anyone for wanting her around, he did too, but he couldn’t, so he didn’t say a thing about it. And he knew he made her hesitant on accepting those invitations, cause at every attempt she ever made to get closer to him, he shut her off. And he could see Y/N was hurt, but it was for the best.
He even tried dating someone else for a while and he noticed Y/N didn’t like it even the tiniest bit. The girl he was dating was a Beta that was temporarily living with them as her pack solved something around the area, and she was nice. But it didn’t last long, she was only staying for a few months, and on the day she left, there was a barbecue in celebration to one of the older wolves and of course Y/N was there. Raul was late since he was taking his ex to the airport, and Y/N didn’t even look at him when he stepped into the little location they were all settled. He found the act odd but didn’t say a word, only walking towards his brother’s and Mike who were laughing probably about something dumb one of them said. Raul spent a few minutes with them, but he kept looking over his shoulder where Y/N was sat, noticing after an hour she was missing and he instantly started trying to find her.
He dismissed his friends as he walked into the pack house, trying to clear his senses to track her in case she was hurt (since she was a bit wobbly on her feet already), but only to be met with her staring at her phone while sitting on the couch with a huge pout set on her lips. Raul was about to turn and leave when Y/N looked up, noticing his presence and he swears his heart stopped at that moment. She had tears filling her eyes and her lips were trembling slightly, a deep frown set on her brows.
“I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t be here” she mumbled sniffling softly “I just needed to clear my head a bit”
Raul nodded with softer eyes as he walked closer to her “it’s okay, are you hurt? Are you in pain?”
Y/N shook her head “I honestly don’t know why I’m so upset, I didn’t even drink that much or anything, I just-“ she sighed heavily and looked up at the celling.
“Tired?” Raul offered gently and she nodded her head slowly “want me to drive you home?”
“No, please, just go enjoy the night, isn’t Samantha here?” she said as he sat down beside her, still keeping some distance.
“We broke up, she left today” was all he said and she looked up at him with wide eyes, but before she could start apologizing, he just pressed his hand to her knee gently “it’s okay, it wasn’t anything serious, no need to apologize, sweetheart”
“I- okay”
“Still wanna stay?” he pressed gently “I can still take you home”
“No, it’s okay, I was supposed to spend the night anyway” she shrugged.
“Wanna go upstairs and take a nap?” was all he asked and she shook her head.
“The thing is I was supposed to stay at Stacy’s room tonight, but her boyfriend showed up, so I guess I got the living room” she explained “which is totally okay, and I don’t want to seem ungrateful, I know you don’t like me much, and I don’t want to make things worse”
And at that his heart shattered “wait, what?”
“Oh no, I really don’t mind, I can call a cab too, I can leave in twenty minutes too, I’m sorry I-“ she started breathing a bit heavily as he picked up her heart racing more than usual.
Raul shook his head, turning on the couch to face her better “No, it’s not that, I’m not mad at you or anything, I just- who said I don’t like you?”
“I- no one” she opened her mouth a few times before closing it until she said something that shattered his heart in a billion pieces “no one, it’s just something I’ve noticed throughout the years”
“What do you mean?”
Y/N sighed deeply as she glanced down at her lap, fidgeting the bracelet she always wore, which Raul caught on a long time ago to be a nervous habit “I know you get uncomfortable when I’m around and Mike told me it was probably something about you not being used to have humans around, and I totally get it, it’s just sometimes it seems like my presence is enough to put you in a sour mood and I don’t think it’s because I’m human or anything, and I shouldn’t be saying this to you, I’m sorry”
Raul took a deep breath as he squeezed her knee gently and seeing her relax a bit at his touch “stop apologizing for everything, you did nothing wrong, sweetheart, well, besides assuming I disliked you”
“Oh” was all she managed out as her brain ran a million mile per hour.
Y/N has had a crush on him for years now, ever since the first time they met. He was the literal description of her type, but the dreamy part ended there. Of course Raul was always polite and never made anything to directly hurt her, but he kept pushing her away and avoiding her like the plague, and maybe it was all in her head, but he didn’t seem like that whenever he was around others. And that did nothing to help her case. She knew nothing would ever happen between them, he made it pretty obvious he wasn’t attracted to her, but she’d like to try and be friends with him but even that didn’t seem to interest him. And it wasn’t his fault, she didn’t even knew the reason as to why she felt the need to have him around, but she just did. So Y/N just lost hope after all the attempts to make him like her, but he was always so distant and it still affected her after all this years.
In the other hand, Y/N had no idea how hard it was to push her away. Raul was certain she knew exactly what to do to get to his heart, she had to. Every little thing she did made his heart flutter and she was just so good at having people wrapped around her fingers that she made her way through all of his friends lives. He thought they were mates at first glance, her scent was a great clue, but as they got to know each other better, even indirectly, just made him sure of it. Y/N meant much more than what he thought was possible, seeing her stressed over school stuff or sad about whatever reason was enough to put him in panic, not knowing how to keep his distance and stop her from hurting. And all his cold exterior wasn’t necessarily his choice, he knew Mike confessed he hoped his sister would not get with an Alpha, that meant she would have to give up a few things in her life and that would herself in danger for having Raul’s scent all over her. And Mike also told him he would do whatever he could to avoid that to keep her safe.
So he did it for her, to keep her safe from the problems that came along with living in a pack, dating a werewolf and being a human. But it was getting harder, and tonight he decided to ignore it, that she needed him more than she needed to stay away from him. And that’s what pushed him to wrap his fingers around her wrist, making her look up at him
“Do you want to watch a movie or something?” he offered in a lower voice “maybe it will help you clear your head a bit” and Y/N seemed a bit shook, looking up at him with wide eyes and she nodded slowly.
Raul smiled fondly at her as he got up with her following him up the stairs to the little movie room the pack out together for movie nights. They sat down side by side as he offered her to pick something for them, then Raul proceeded to reach for a fluffy blanket that was thrown on the corner of the sofa. When he turned back to her she still looked a bit lost, so he offered to put on a show he knew was her favorite, and she just nodded in response. Y/N was too nervous to do anything wrong that would push him back into being his closed off distant self, and she knew she looked ridiculous all tense and barely breathing by his side.
Raul noticed her stiffness right away and decided to turn off the lights hoping this would make her relax even a little bit. And as the episode progressed he noticed she was getting more and more loose. An hour later, in the middle of the second episode, he felt her leaning closer to him, probably searching for a bit more warmth, so he lifted his arm to rest on the back of the couch and to make room for her in case she wanted. It only took a couple more minutes for her to be basically leaning most of her weight on him, and when her arm slipped, she fell mostly laying on his chest. And as soon as Y/N was ready to start apologizing, Raul shushed her softly, asking her to relax and pulling the covers up both of their bodies, and so she did.
He didn’t notice he was falling asleep until he woke up many hours later with the sound of voices downstairs from his brothers. Raul looked down at his chest to find Y/N cuddled to him, sound asleep as his arm wrapped around her waist held her still. He took a deep breath and almost chose not to wake her and just go back to sleep, to deal with the stiffness due to the sitting position he held and the consequences of sleeping there with her in the morning. At least until he heard the door cracking open slowly and Shawn’s head popping in.
“Are you two okay?” his brother whispered as he noticed the girl asleep on the couch, and to that Raul nodded in response, afraid to wake her up “take her upstairs to your room, dude, Mike will find out you like her sooner or later and he’ll deal with it, just don’t let her sleep on the couch”
Raul sighed and nodded. Shawn bid his goodnight and closed the door with a soft click. Peter, Shawn and his mom were the only ones to know about his mating situation, and he liked it better that way. They tried convincing him to tell her at least, but they understood that maybe it wasn’t the right time just yet and let him decide what to do with his feelings.
So he ended up taking his brothers suggestion and as gently as he could, he rearranged the girl in his arms to he could carry her upstairs to his bedroom. Y/N grumbled softly in protest, nuzzling her face further on his neck as she quieted down. Raul had to stop himself from cooing at her. As he walked out into the bright hallway she mumbled something unintelligible before calling his name.
“It’s okay, sweetheart, I’m here, it’s just me” he whispered as they walked into his room, before placing a kiss to her hair, gently lowering her to his mattress.
Y/N slowly opened her eyes “Raul? I’m sorry, I fell asleep on you” she mumbled quietly.
“It’s okay, just thought a bed would be a better place for you to sleep other than the couch” he said standing up to his full height and bringing the covers up her body “that’s why I brought you to my room”
“Thank you” she said grabbing his hand and he just nodded at her with a gentle grin on his lips “why are you up?”
“I’m going to crash downstairs on the movie room” he stated caressing the back of her hand with his thumb and she started shaking her hand.
Her hold on him tightened “No, not a chance, I’m not taking you out of your bed for you to sleep on the couch, please stay here with me, please”
And how could he possibly say no to her looking so sleepy and so sweet?
He breathed a chuckle with a nod “just let me change first, do you need a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt instead of what you’re wearing?”
“Yes please” she murmured feeling a bit embarrassed for making him do all of this for her.
And as if he could read his mind “Don’t look at me as if you’re being a headache, yeah? It’s okay, sweetheart, let me just grab you some clothes” he squeezed her hand before letting go of it in favor of picking up what he promised.
He came back from his closet in only a pair of sweats and a thin white t-shirt, a similar paring folded in his hands for her. She got up to change on his bathroom as he climbed on his bed, trying to contain the excitement of the prospect of having the girl he’s been fond of for over two years, the possible love of his life. Y/N quickly returned in his clothes, following suit and diving under the covers, laying on her side away from him as he stayed on his back, trying to control his breathing after turning off the lights. A few minutes passed and he’s sure she was asleep, the room dark enough so he could only see the silhouette of her body by the faint glow of the moon seeping through his curtains. But then he heard the soft rustle of his sheets as she turned to face him, and he only turned his face on the pillow to properly look at her.
“Can I ask you something?” she whispered almost as if she was afraid to break the comfortable silence that fell over them.
Raul hummed in response “anything you want” his voice a soft and raspy tone, making her shiver slightly.
“Why are you being so nice to me?” her voice barely audible as if she was nervous to ask, or maybe the answer frightened her more.
“You don’t have to worry about it, you should just rest for now” was his response and she sighed in defeat, nodding her head before facing him away again.
The clear defeat on her features, despite the darkness was enough to make him regret his words. So Raul turned on his hand, raising a careful hand to caress her exposed bicep. She flinched at first, not expecting his touch, but quickly relaxing to it as he felt goosebumps raise on her skin. He decided to scoot a bit closer almost as if he were testing the waters and she shuffled closer in response. Soon the hand on her arm slid to wrap her waist gently and Y/N sighed happily in return, finally resting her back on his chest. Raul placed a kiss at the top of her head as she melted under his sweet gesture.
When she was in transition to dreamland, she swears she heard him whisper into her hair, the place he decided to muzzle his face “I’m sorry I made you think I disliked you, Y/N that’s not the case at all” he took a deep breath and she was far to gone to say anything back “You just seemed like you needed me tonight, and I’m sorry if I ever made you think your presence here was unwanted, you’re just too good and I don’t deserve you, sweetheart”
And not knowing if this was true or not, his whispered confessions with that slightly raspy and almost honeyed at the same time voice lulled her completely to sleep.
-*-
In the weeks prior to that event, neither of them said a thing about that night, not even in an indirect way. Raul barely spoke to his brothers about it, but they already knew what happened, and Y/N didn’t feel like telling Mike would be a genius idea, so she decided against it. And to her disappointment things got back to the old normal, at least for the most part. She felt like Raul was a bit more comfortable around her and didn’t try so much to stay away, but it wasn’t like that day, and it still hunts her that she actually caught a small glimpse of what their relationship could be. But it was also taking its tool on him, that night he slept like a baby and allowed himself to daydream that this could’ve been their reality if things were a bit different.
He woke up that morning pretty early as usual, for his perimeter check, but only this time Y/N was sound asleep on his chest, and maybe he stalled a bit to enjoy her sweet scent a bit more before slowly peeling her off of him and gently laying her back down on the pillows. There was only a bit of resistance in form of a whine but she ended up pulling his pillow to her chest before settling down. It was harder than he thought leaving her on his bed as he quickly changed and jogged downstairs to go on his run, but maybe it was better like this, this way he could run and put his head at ease and actually come up with his next moves. So that’s what Raul did, but as soon as he was back on the house, already in two feet only, she was already wake and preparing something in the kitchen as she chatted with Peter.
Raul leaned on the doorway as he watched her, back on the clothes from last night, talking about her next college project as his brother sipped on his coffee mug, so he cleared his throat not to scare her as he walked in “good morning”
“Morning, Raul, can you keep her company as she eats her breakfast? I actually need to run to Sam’s house to pick up some stuff before he leaves for work” Peter asked, a knowing look on his face as Raul just shrugged it off “thanks, got to go, Y/N, good luck with that sheet!” his brother said before leaving the kitchen completely.
“Hi” she said, eyes trained on the eggs she was making as he stood beside her, his hip leaning on the kitchen counter “would you like some?”
“Sure” he said looking around the room “did you sleep well?”
Y/N’s body visibly stiffened as she cleared her throat before answering “yeah, thank you about last night, by the way”
Raul nodded before changing the subject and seeing her relax at that, knowing it was for the best, mentally deleting the speech he came up with. And that’s where the whole conversation died.
-*-
Months later Raul found himself in an equally as hard situation.
Y/N was spending the weekend at the pack house that was a bit more empty than usual, since a few of the wolves (including Mike) decided to go on a little getaway to run from the cold that was arriving sooner than expected, and since her parents were out of town, his best friend asked if she could stay with them so Y/N wouldn’t be all by herself for four days during the possibility of a storm that was estimated for that weekend. And of course they couldn’t deny it, specially since she was very sweet and everyone loved her.
And tonight was the second night of her in the house and Raul was pacing back and forth on his room, probably about to open a hole on the floor from pacing too much, but he didn’t know what to do. She was downstairs on the living room working on some sort of paper for college and he decided he was going to bed, but as soon as he reached his room, the storm that was expected to happen finally arrived and he literally heard her heart rate speeding up exponentially, but didn’t know how to approach her or even if he should. However, when he heard her curse under her breath when a lightning lit up the whole house he knew he could not do nothing, so he opened the door to his room and basically ran down the stairs.
As Raul reached the bottom of the stairs, he identified Y/N to be the little ball wrapped up in a fluffy blanket in the middle of the couch. He took a deep breath before carefully walking towards her, he tried making enough noise so she wouldn’t get caught off guard but not enough to disturb her. But as soon as he reached the side of the couch she looked up at him with wide teared eyes from the little cocoon of blankets she was. Raul physically stopped himself from cooing at her and pulling her to his lap.
Y/N gave him a little sad laugh as she rubbed her eyes harshly “I’m sorry we always end up meeting like this, I must seem like an idiot, right?”
Raul shook his head sitting down beside her “You’re not an idiot, what’s making you so upset?”
She took a deep breath before answering “I guess I’m just tired, and this paper is a bit harder than I thought and I’m actually a bit afraid of storms, and this is all stupid and I-“
“Hey, it’s not stupid, it’s stressful and it’s okay, no one really like storms, they’re dangerous and pretty scary”
“Sure, when you’re five” she said playfully rolling her eyes as he chuckled softly.
“Oh, darling, you know that’s not true”
“Are you scared of storms?” she asked with an arched brow.
“No”
“See?”
Raul chuckled as he shook his head “you’re really something, aren’t you?”
Y/N shrugged as she saved the document before moving to the book she was using as reference “Why are you up if you’re not scared then?”
“You are”
Y/N turned her head in his direction “Oh, I didn’t mean to wake you up”
“You didn’t, I just knew you were afraid and decided to come check on you” he said already regretting admitting to it.
“Oh, I’m sorry, you didn’t have to come though, I’m a big girl, I can take it”
Raul gave her his signature lopsided smile that she had only seen a few times directed to her, making her insides a bit toastier than before “I know you can, sweetheart, just didn’t want you to be alone if I could come down and try to help”
“Yeah, that’s the Alpha spirit, right?” and with that sentence Raul rested his head on the back of the sofa with a laugh.
“Maybe” Raul turned his head to face her, deciding he was going to ignore the whole ‘pushing her away’ speech, at least for a moment “I was thinking that maybe we should make some hot chocolates if you want to finish this paper tonight”
“Are you serious?” Y/N had to confirm she wasn’t going mad and that he was actually willingly wanting to spend some time with her.
“Of course I’m serious, you can’t joke about stuff like this”
“What? Hot chocolate?” she asked holding back a laugh.
“Well obviously” he pushed himself up from the couch, relieved to see she seemed distracted enough to forget about the whole weather outside “I’m aces in the kitchen”
Raul offered her his hand and she smiled at him shaking her head before closing her computer and pushing it aside, taking his outstretched hand and letting him pull her up carefully “well, how did I just find that out?”
“Because I’m normally too tired and busy most of the time to actually make a meal”
She noticed he didn’t let go of her, and she wasn’t going to be the one to do it or point that out “oh yeah, being the Alpha and bossing everyone around must take a lot of your time and energy”
Raul chuckled as he walked her to the kitchen, letting go of her hand against his will in favor of grabbing the ingredients “Mike’s a bad influence, I bet his the one who told you that”
“You certainly didn’t, we barely talk at all” and as soon as the words left her mouth she regretted it.
Raul was with his back facing her as he sorted through the stuff to prepare their drinks, and she was ready to start apologizing, afraid he was going to push her out all over again. Why did she have to go and say something like that? As much as the mood between them was playful, mostly cause he was trying to distract her and she knew it, but it was light and fun, she had to say such thing and ruin it. Sometimes things felt so natural with him that she just forgets that they aren’t that close. But before she could freak out and start spitting strings of ‘I’m sorry’ he did something Y/N wasn’t expecting. Raul started laughing out loud, turning to face her and she ended up laughing as well, maybe out of nervousness or out of relief, either way she laughed.
“I deserved that” he pointed out “but I guess that will have to change since you have such a distorted vision of the Alpha role”
“I wouldn’t particularly mind” she added softly, in hopes he wouldn’t pay much attention to it, but again, Raul was, apparently, a little box of surprises.
“Me neither, darling” he said before turning on the stove.
Y/N felt heat rising up her chest to her face and decided to clear her throat before changing subjects “Who taught you how to cook? Shawn’s a mess in the kitchen, Peter’s good but I know he took lessons”
“I guess I just learned from watching my mom, when I was little I used to spend a lot of my time in the kitchen with her whenever she was using it, my grandma too, and I guess I somehow absorbed that”
“Oh, they’re good?” Y/N took a tentative step closer to him, eager to learn about him and taking the opportunity of his sudden interest in spending time with her to milk all the information she could.
“My mom’s good, but my nan is just fantastic, she told me she used to sit on the counter by her father and watch him, and I guess I did the same”
“Well, I guess I’ll have to do the same cause my kitchen experience resumes to making toast, sandwiches and eggs” she said and he looked at her from the corner of his eye as if he was pondering.
“Then do it, I don’t mind a little audience” he said and she giggled, hoping on the counter beside where he stood.
And that’s how they spent most of their night, with light chatter and a bit of healthy teasing going around and they were ecstatic about it. Y/N felt like she was finally able to relax after all the stress and she felt weirdly complete, almost as if before she was missing a piece. And Raul, he was over the fucking moon and already regretting keeping her away for that long, avoiding every type of contact with her and he was almost telling Mike to piss himself and ignoring all this stupid made up rules he made. He sat down by Y/N’s side as he helped her finish her paper and he was actually able to, finishing it in less than twenty minutes, so they just sat down side by side talking about random stuff, until he noticed she was starting to get sleepier and sleepier with every passing minute.
“You should go to bed, sweetheart” he pointed as she was basically leaning her weight on his side, not that he minded, but they got really close really fast
“Already trying to get rid of me?” she joked and he laughed despite being afraid that was something she actually believed in, and maybe that’s what drove him to ask her what he did next.
“Never, and if you’re still a bit nervous about the rain you can sleep in my room, I can always take the couch”
“I can’t kick you out of your bed” she said looking up at him
“You’re not kicking me out, I’m inviting you and offering to stay elsewhere”
Y/N shook her head “I don’t mind sharing if you do”
Raul didn’t expect it, but he also wasn’t mad about it “If you really don’t mind, then yeah”
“Okay, I’m ready for bed if you are” she said grabbing her stuff.
Raul nodded as he helped her to carry her school material up to his room, which he placed on top of his dresser before turning around to face her standing awkwardly in the middle of his bedroom.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
“Hmm, nothing I just-“ she mumbled as he chuckled.
Raul stopped by the end of his bed “I can still take the couch if you’re uncomfortable”
“It’s not that, you don’t make me uncomfortable” she said as she walked up to him “I don’t know what it is, I just feel safe around you, is it weird?”
Raul was not expecting it as he looked down at her “No, not at all, you can climb on the bed, darling” he offered as he did the same on his side.
She ended up taking up on his offer and laying down on the other side, pulling the covers up her body “you can be really sweet when you want to, you know?” she mumbled softly after a while, after the lights were already off and the only source of light in the room was coming from the lamp on his bedside table.
Raul said turning to face her, only to find Y/N already on her side facing him “Don’t think many think the same”
Y/N laughed and shook her head “guess you’re just good at pretending you’re this big bad Alpha when you’re just a big softie”
Raul laughed throwing his head back and she couldn’t stop herself from admiring the sound, his neck and his beautiful face, looking a lot more soft than normally.
“I really like your laugh” she blurted out before she could think.
His laugh was cut short when he realized her words and he smiled at her “I like yours, wish I could hear it more often”
“Well, it’s not really hard to get me to laugh”
Raul smiled at her “yeah, hm- I wanted to apologize”
“For what?” she asked, genuine curiosity shining on her eyes.
“For being a dick to you, for such a long time, there’s not an excuse for that, as much as I tried to come up with one” he finally admitted running his hands through his curls.
Y/N bit her lower lip as she looked at him “you’re never a dick to me, you’re a bit closed off, yeah, but never a dick, you never made me feel uncomfortable or anything like that, and ever since that night where you made it clear you didn’t dislike me, a few things started making more sense to me”
“Like what?” it was his turn to get confused.
She sighed heavily “I thought for a very long time you just hated my guts or didn’t want me near for being a human or an outsider, but then you said it wasn’t the case and you were so sweet to me that night, and the morning after, and ever since that day, even though you weren’t necessarily cuddling with me and being around me all the time, you were slowly opening up, spending more time around me when I was here and at first I was confused, but then yesterday I was talking to Peter and he may or may not have told me this was something to do with Mike”
“What?” Raul almost sat up, but he didn’t want her to stop talking, so he held back his impulse and just kept laying down.
“And I also talked to my mom about it, very recently, and she said my dad had a similar reaction to her when he found out they’re mates… I’m not implying anything, and I can be totally wrong about it, but I thought about it for a second and I swear it made sense, it explained why I felt so drawn to you since I first laid eyes on you” she admitted, coiling into herself a bit.
Raul was completely taken back, not knowing what to do or what to say, not expecting her to come into realization and not knowing how to proceed, that until she mumbled a soft “please say something, anything, just don’t shut me off again”
“No, darling, it’s not that, I’m sorry” he said reaching for her hand as grabbing it in his “I’m just speechless, I- you feel it too?”
“Is it true?”
“I- yes” he sighed in relief.
“You’re my mate?! Or I’m yours, I’m sorry, I don’t know how this works” she giggled nervously.
Raul couldn’t stop his smile to blossom on his lips as he nodded his head what felt like a thousand times “whatever you want, I don’t mind”
“So what does that mean now?” she said shuffling closer to him.
“It doesn’t have to mean anything, I know your brother wouldn’t appreciate the idea and I don’t want to hurt you or cause any pain, darling, I just want what’s best for you” Raul said squeezing her hand gently.
“You could never hurt me, and I don’t honestly care about what Mike thinks right now” she said placing a hand on his chest “what do you want?”
“Honestly?” he asked and she nodded eagerly, which made him chuckle “you, in any way you’ll have me, but I also don’t want to rush you into anything, this works differently for me since I’m a wolf”
“Yeah, I know how sensitive you guys can be” she joked and he laughed, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead “but I want you, I feel the pull to have you near me almost as a need”
“I know, sweetheart, I feel the same way” Raul admitted pulling her closer by her waist “just don’t want to skip any steps with you, but I kept you away long enough”
Y/N nodded tipping her head back to look at his beautiful face better, their noses brushing due to the proximity “agreed, but I still want you close”
“We’re already close, darling” he breathed a chuckled and she shook her head.
“Are you afraid of kissing me? What are you? Twelve?” she teased and he laughed, pressing a kiss to the tip of her nose.
“Of course not” he whispered leaning a bit closer.
“Then what’s taking you so long?”
“Bossy little thing” he teased one more time before closing the space between them in a gentle kiss.
Y/N tangled her fingers in his wild curls as he cupped her jaw carefully, afraid that if he squeezed her even a tiniest bit she was going to disappear. But his gentle touches soon turned into a bit more urgent ones and she pulled his hair, encouraging him to deepen the kiss. Raul tighten his hand on her waist, trapping her bottom lip between his teeth, pulling it to him softly before lessening the sting with a swipe of his tongue. And unfortunately Y/N had to pull away too soon for her liking due to her stupid lungs needing oxygen. Raul leaned in to press a bunch of soft, barely there, kisses all over her face.
She giggled a bit breathlessly as she murmured “Mike will murder me when he finds out”
“Shh, we can worry about that when he’s back, he’ll have to get over it eventually”
Y/N giggled before leaning in for one more kiss.
“Okay, love, we really should sleep, and then tomorrow I can maybe take you on a date if you want” he said pressing a chaste kiss to her lips before resting his forehead on hers.
Y/N smiled up at him “Or we can have a little movie marathon here and you’ll make me dinner”
Raul laughed “you’re a mean one, you know that?”
“Why?”
“Because you know I can’t say no to you” he said and she smiled at him.
“Good boy, you’re such a good puppy” Y/N teased and he laughed.
Raul shook his head “okay, it’s definitely time for you to go to bed”
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Episode 8 is one hella packed episode and it is an absolute joy to unpack it, beginning with this:
Clever, clever idea to have Ji-Woo repeat the line that Mi-Joo just said to indicate Ji-Woo is taking charge of things as far as Assemblyman Ki is concerned. It's also a good reminder of how tone and intent can change the meaning of a sentence even if the words are exactly the same (which is why we need good translators).
Seeing Mi-Joo stride across the screen with Seon-Gyeom behind her, it struck me that we've seen a variation of this many times before, beginning with the credit titles. While Seon-Gyeom is the sprinter, the one we see constantly trying to up the pace and charge ahead is Mi-Joo. She's always intent on moving ahead faster — perhaps to outrun the past that she finally makes peace with during the marathon? — while Seon-Gyeom moves at a slower pace, disentangling himself from the constraints of his troubled past and troubling father. The only one time we see him race ahead (in episode 2), we also see him come back and slow down.
What I particularly love about Park Shi-Hyun's writing is that in addition to all the layers and complexity she's written into the scenes and characters, she's also written a very, very funny show.
Both Shin Se-Kyung and Kang Tae-Oh do such a fantastic job with both the physical humour (without being over-the-top) and the timing that's needed to play up the wit in the dialogues. Not that Siwan and Soo-Young do a bad job — the scene in which Dan-Ah proposes to Seon-Gyeom is hilarious. My favourite is still May, who is very funny throughout this episode (the shot in which we learn she sleeps with her eyes open! GOLD).
The transitions in this episode are so well written. The insights from one scene ricochet off the next. For example, Dan-Ah in the scene at the bar — where she tells the bartender she can't risk keeping the book in her own study because she can't risk people guessing she has anxieties — gives us a look at the problems of the privileged. This is followed by a scene in which Yeong-Hwa and Mi-Joo discuss student debts, which is a relatable middle-class problem. This in turn is followed by Tae-Woong saying that he takes selfies because he's addicted to the validation he gets from the likes each of those photos gets him — a Gen Z problem. And so it is that we get a spectrum of problems that people face and hide behind performative façades.
The likes that Tae-Woong talks about pop up with manic frenzy at the end of the heartbreaking scene with Dan-Ah in the parking lot, presenting the viewer with a terrible contrast — driving away from him is the love and acceptance that he yearns for from a sister who (he hopes) knows him. All he has to hold on to is the superficial attention of the love professed by a fandom that doesn't really know him at all. Soo-Young's performance is fantastic in this scene, especially when she asks in a voice tinged with desperation why Tae-Woong keeps coming back to her despite her treating him so badly. For the first time, you realise how much it takes out of her to lash out at this desperately-sad boy. "It takes effort to hate someone," Tae-Woong tells her. My heart!
Another fantastic set of transitions comes later on in the episode, when Mi-Joo and May are unwinding at the end of a long day at the film shoot.
This is such a great example of writing inter-generational female friendships. When May remembers not being paid for working overtime, it's an acknowledgement that things are better for working women (especially in film) than it was before, but as Mi-Joo's experiences show, there's still a lot to be done because women are still driven by a certain insecurity and anxiety to push themselves way too hard (as we see a sick Mi-Joo do later in the episode).
Of course a man tries to break this gathering up — because he wants to go to bed. Superb excuse, particularly because these women are talking how much they have to work — and it is deeply satisfying to watch all three of them shut him down and establish their right to unwind.
This scene of female friendship is followed by one that shows the friendship between the three runners. Then we get to see a fight scene full of male actors. The machismo of that performance is a sharp contrast to the awkward tenderness of Woo-Sik and Yeong-Il's conversation.
While on the subject of toxic masculinity, this is the episode in which we find out Dan-Ah's father forged Myeong-Min's birth certificate to make him legally older than Dan-Ah even though he's actually 10 months younger than her. All to ensure he has a male heir. It's a nice detail that Myeong-Min's mother is the one laying out the memorial service for Dan-Ah's mother because it hints at a sense of solidarity.
Also dismantling traditional notions of masculinity is Seon-Gyeom, whom we see at his most domestic as he cooks and packs meals for May and Mi-Joo, and does chores around the house once they're gone. It's very much an inversion of the standard male-female gender roles with the woman going out to work and the man as the homemaker. To underscore this point, we see Seon-Gyeom consider the leopard-print shirt (that May and Mi-Joo hang to give strangers the impression they've got an alpha in the house) for a second before putting it away.
Speaking of alphas, Mi-Joo's really got a thing for wild cats. In addition to that shirt, her blanket is also a leopard-print and when we see her calling Seon-Gyeom, she's standing in front of a painting of a tiger. All these seem to be digs at her posturing that she's strong and invulnerable and I burst out laughing when Seon-Gyeom folds the leopard-print blanket while muttering, "I'd have guessed this is hers even if she hadn't told me."
As disinterested as Seon-Gyeom may be in films, they play a big role in sustaining him emotionally. In this episode, it's the film set that helps Mi-Joo and him come together after their stupid disagreement. Equally importantly, the film set is where he gets the time and space to reconnect with his mother.
Run On has so much fun being meta with the film bits. The film shoot within a drama is indeed an old fake.
There are two film sets we see in this episode — one with Ji-Woo and the other with Mi-Joo. While Ji-Woo's set feels relaxed, the one Mi-Joo's working in is chaotic and taxing. The two women are also at different ends of the professional spectrum. Ji-Woo is a star while Mi-Joo is not just working behind the scenes, but she's come to fill in for the person who was the juniormost member of the crew.
When pointing out the main players of their film crew to Mi-Joo and May, Hui-Jin describes the cinematographer as "a bit racist, but still a gentleman". (Mi-Joo's response is superb: "Weird.") It's an interesting choice to make the cinematographer racist because that's the crew member who decides how subjects and scenes will be framed. "Racist but a gentleman" feels like a precise summary of the orientalist perspective which (aside from being overwhelmingly masculine) shows the East through stereotypes that are often superficially beautiful, but also reductive and damaging. Not surprisingly, this cinematographer is the reason Mi-Joo flounders while translating on set.
The film set is also the first time that Seon-Gyeom sees Mi-Joo's vulnerable side when she falls ill. It's such a clever choice to have Mi-Joo stop performing in a setting that's all about performances. Not only does Mi-Joo give up the alpha act when she's sick, she admits to Seon-Gyeom that when she's feeling helpless, her instinct is to resort to a performative lie — calling out for mom because that's what she saw other kids do as a child in a sick ward (imagine how isolated and neglected she must have felt to do this. Also, she's felt this way so many times that this performance has become second nature to her).
The anecdote suggests Mi-Joo's mulish championing of her self has its roots in past incidents when she tried to fit and either failed or was rejected. And yet, for all her strength and confidence, she's chasing phantoms and has been doing so since she was a little girl. All because she was alone and didn't have anyone she could reach out to for help. Which is why what Seon-Gyeom tells her at the end of the episode is so relevant. He helps her to reorient.
To which Mi-Joo, bless her leopard-print-loving heart, responds with
But my favourite part of this episode is the conversation that Ji-Woo has with Seon-Gyeom when he visits her set. First of all, Ji-Woo is playing a "vegan murderer", which is brilliant as ideas go and it's adorable how delighted she is about her violent roles.
I love how Run On doesn't punish Ji-Woo for sacrificing her family life for her work. Instead, it holds out the possibility that it is ok if you have that imbalance. In this scene, we see Ji-Woo's family reforming at the film set with Eun-Bi sending the coffee truck and Seon-Gyeom showing up just because Ji-Woo asked him to be there.
The mother-son conversation gives us a glimpse of Seon-Gyeom's bleak childhood and we learn that everything Seon-Gyeom did for his father was actually him doing what his mother had asked him to do. It comes as a surprise to Seon-Gyeom that his mother has noticed what he's suffered and that she understands how he'd hoped silently suffering would keep the family together. It's almost as though he's feeling seen for the first time.
Much like Dan-Ah, Ji-Woo may seem self-centred because of her ambitiousness, but she does notice what's happening beyond the obvious, especially when it comes to people she cares about. Both women are up against the worst of patriarchy. Also, I love that when she's talking about motherhood, Ji-Woo is blood-spattered — after all, being a working woman and a mother in a patriarchal is nothing short of fighting a war.
In previous episodes, it seemed as though Ji-Woo was the 'bad' (or at least not ideal) mother while Director Dong was the ideal, modern mother. Yet in comparison to how Director Dong later reacts to her son coming out, you can't help but feel Ji-Woo, with her unconditional support for her kids, might just be the better parent. What is great about Run On though is that that the script doesn't pit the two older women against each other as competing examples of motherhood or femininity. The point is that everyone's struggling, making mistakes and trying to learn from them. Ji-Woo is doing that and so will Director Dong eventually.
Love that the scene ends with Seon-Gyeom effectively declaring himself his mother's son. Take that, patriarchy.
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rambling about taking pain on teen wolf
I’m 99.999% sure that the writers just used and described this phenomenon however it was expedient for them at the time, but in the spirit of turning it into a somewhat cohesive canon, I’ve been thinking about the evolution of the show’s understanding of what it means, and especially what that means for Theo’s, and to a lesser extent Stiles’, emotional growth.
The phenomenon is first introduced by Deaton, who frames it as a form of painless generosity (“Battlefield”):
DEATON: I know you're well aware of what your new abilities can do for you: improved strength, speed, and healing. You ever wonder what it could do for others?
He doesn’t claim it will do anything but take a little of a dying dog’s pain, but says that that gesture is significant (“a little can make quite a difference”). Incidentally, he is also making boys with abusive fathers/Alphas weep at the realization that they can use their power over small creatures in kind and nurturing ways, because that’s exactly the kind of teacher/father figure Deaton is.
Next up in pain-taking-teaching is Peter, who frames the exact same phenomenon as the pained person taking something from the one helping them (“Alpha Pact”):
PETER: It's that spark of power that makes you an Alpha. When you take her pain, she draws on the power that provides you with those special gifts: the power that heightens your senses, your strength; the power that transforms your body.
Everything for Peter is framed in terms of power and transaction, and crucially, it’s a zero sum game (this is also very similar to the Desert Wolf’s perspective on motherhood in “Apotheosis:” “Talia said it was a gift, that the coyote passes down part of her power to her daughter... I call it ‘theft.’”). Part of Derek’s evolution is not to reject Peter’s framework, but to reject his conclusion. He understands it as giving up power, but doesn’t care about power anymore; he wants to save his sister.
Then, in season 5, Deucalion uses taking pain as a way to consume someone else’s power. This is fascinating! Deucalion has inverted another traditional werewolf thing. He’s made a pack of Alphas, destroyed Betas instead of creating them, and now he turns taking pain into a way to take power instead of giving it up. I think this is why we only ever see Deucalion describe taking pain like this. Unsurprisingly, Theo seems to be his only student, and he understands it “perfectly,” since Theo, like Deucalion, is used to breaking the rules/norms of the supernatural world. It’s very significant to me that Theo subsequently takes pain from Josh, Tracy, and even the Beast. The boy can do it! He just does it in this toxic way that represents everything awful about his pre-Hell outlook on life.
Because, of course, after he comes back, Theo can’t anymore. Mason sees this and claims that it’s because Theo doesn’t care--and certainly, caring seems to be fundamental when Deaton introduces it. That’s why, I think, Isaac does it before anyone has explained the phenomenon (Deaton and Scott only explain afterwards); he wants this dog not to be in pain, so he automatically takes it. But! Crucially! Mason is wrong; caring is not required. Theo has taken pain before, and it wasn’t from a place of empathy.
I think Theo is unable to take pain from Mason post-Hell because he only understands taking pain in this toxic way still, and he’s genuinely trying to move away from it. I imagine him thinking to himself, “Okay, Theo, you got this. Just take pain. Don’t do it as part of this lethal consumption of everything Mason is. Don’t eat this boy who represents everything you’re not, the Doctors’ greatest success, at one point the Beast himself. Don’t. Do. It.”
And, of course, nada. This means, ironically, that Theo can’t take pain anymore not because he doesn’t care but because he does -- he’s trying not to hurt Mason, which is the only way he’s used taking pain before. This shifts Theo’s arc, but to one that I think makes more sense for him. Theo has, imo, always cared--always wanted a pack, and human connection--just in a toxic, destructive way. His redemption arc is learning not to care but how to care, and that’s bound up in learning how to use his skills, which he previously used to hurt people, to help them instead. This fits his friendship with Liam, where he learns to use his ability to manipulate to walk Liam back from the ledge of his anger (when Liam is about to kill Gabe), and use his previously weaponized understanding of the human psyche to helpfully explain to Liam how his fear converts to anger and how emotional triggers work (at the zoo). By the end, Theo has learned how to use his powers for good, essentially, and is in a place where he can confidently take pain from Gabe without also consuming him. Gabe is a fitting recipient for this because, like Theo, he also cares very deeply--he does try to help Nolan--but his caring is ultimately (self-)destructive and doomed.
The last way we see taking pain come up is as a way to spark the healing process, which reverses the initial catalyst for it: causing more pain. Causing pain, it seems, does actually spark the healing process, as we learn from people steeped in old guard werewolf knowledge like Derek and Noshiko. But! That’s not the only way of doing things, and it might not work if the person is already in overwhelming pain. The first person to stumble upon this is Malia, who comes up with it all on her own as a way to help Corey (in “Lie Ability”). This is a fitting symbolic move for Malia, who has been left to come up with her own approach to life as the abandoned orphan of two very toxic parents. In her worst moments, she turns to violence that would make her parents proud. In her best, she thinks of, with almost no awareness of the context, creative alternatives to traditional ways of doing things.
The second instance of taking pain as a catalyst for healing is with Hayden and Liam, after Liam has been hurt by the Beast (“Maid of Gevaudan”). At that point, Stiles represents the old guard knowledge:
STILES: Okay, okay. Okay. Scott did this with pain. He could trigger it. Uh... pain makes you human.
HAYDEN: He's already in pain!
STILES: Right! Okay, but maybe adding a little more could help take away the pain?
I love Hayden for hearing that advice and immediately rejecting it. Here, Liam and Hayden recall Allison and Scott and the general theme of season one. Allison rejects almost all traditional Argent wisdom in loving Scott. Here, Hayden rejects traditional werewolf wisdom in loving Liam. Causing Liam pain to help him when he’s already in overwhelming agony sounds dumb! She’s going to take pain away instead--and it works! Turns out, some traditions are limiting or even bad and the kids will come up with new, better ways of doing things!
What I really love about this moment is that the old way of doing things is represented here by Stiles, who indirectly quotes Derek’s most destructive philosophy when he says, “Pain makes you human.” Stiles’ entire approach to life is almost always about causing and feeling pain with, I think, largely good intentions. Like the cause-pain-to-start-healing idea, this can work! His willingness to hurt himself and others helps him be brave, and protect people, and make hard decisions he thinks are necessary. But causing pain won’t help anyone past a certain point, when someone is already in a lot of it, and nowhere is this more evident than in Stiles’ arc in season 5.
Stiles starts that season in a lot of pain, most of which imho stems from the nogitsune (which also presented a funhouse mirror version of siphoning pain where the nogitsune “ate” the pain instead, which Stiles experienced). Stiles’ paranoia about Theo and angst about Scott trusting him is, to me, a sign that Stiles is very much not healed from the events of 3b, where Stiles watched (and was forced to enjoy) Scott trusting the nogitsune and paying for it with a sword twisting in his guts and that pain-eating. His explosive “you trust everyone!” is really about how Scott trusted Stiles when he shouldn’t have (because he was the nogitsune), though Stiles can’t bring himself to say that for many reasons. Most of his distrust of Theo, I think, can be explained by the nogitsune--Stiles claims, after all, that Theo “isn’t Theo,” the same way Stiles wasn’t Stiles when he was the nogitsune.
But Stiles’ response to his pain from the nogitsune is to lash out at himself and others, which helps exactly no one. In season 5, Stiles is now constantly presented with the lesson that hurting himself and others ultimately won’t help heal anyone, especially himself. He lashes out at seemingly-innocent Theo and it doesn’t help. He hurts his hand and it doesn’t help. He hurts his car and it doesn’t help. He beats Theo up and it doesn’t help. He hurts Scott at the hospital and it doesn’t help. Like Theo, Stiles is in a self-destructive tailspin, where tactics that have worked before are only driving him further and further into isolation and darkness (tempered only by Scott’s endless forgiveness and his father’s blind love, a topic for another day). The climax for this is, for me, when he’s trying to find Lydia in the tunnels with Theo (in “Lie Ability”). Stiles is doing a fantastic job of hurting Theo (who, to be fair, is a little punk who deserves it!), but is forced to realize that unless he quits that and actually does something constructive with Theo, Lydia is going to die.
But I don’t think he really understands what he’s doing, or conceives of any alternative to it, until the moment with Liam and Hayden, where he essentially voices his philosophy for the first time: pain defines being human as opposed to a werewolf (a sentiment that recalls his rant to Scott about being human), and causing pain is helpful. Stiles watches Hayden reject this, and sees how taking pain away is a much better way to initiate healing. After an initial smile at Hayden’s success, Stiles’ expression, even as he makes a joke about doing things differently (“I’ll kiss him next time”) is extremely morose (see below), as he realizes, for I think the first time, that he’s going to have to find a better way of doing things or he’s just going to be causing more pain. I think this arc is part of what causes him to work with Peter in season 6, after naming him as the epitome of irredeemable evil in season 5.
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Seven Simple Words (15k)
It’s not like he and Louis were a couple. No, they might have been a lot of things—best mates and colleagues with a seemingly convenient friends-with-benefits arrangement—but never a couple. It wasn’t Louis’ fault he didn’t feel the same way and couldn’t reciprocate Harry’s feelings in the way he’d wanted, the way he’d needed. Harry had allowed himself to get in too deep, his entire being aching to be loved back by the object of his affections. But in love, as in life, you don’t always get what you want.
OR the one where you don’t always get what you want the first time around, but sometimes the universe decides to give you a second chance at getting it right.
Feels So Right (8.8k)
The emcee leans in between them, handing over his mic to the blue-eyed vision. “You know what? Someday… Someday you guys might thank me for this...”
OR the one where Louis is Troy, Harry is Gabriella, and we find out what really happened after karaoke at that ski resort...
Wonderland (4.3k)
Louis has always loved lazy mornings in bed with his mate, but now that his Omega is carrying their pup, they’ve reached a whole new level of wonderment.
OR the one where Louis loves to worship his Omega’s body and Harry loves to let him.
The Baby Whisperer (18k)
Harry’s newborn baby is having trouble sleeping and nothing he does seems to work. Tired and alone and at his wits end, Harry is at a loss until a new neighbour arrives to turn his world upside down.
OR the one where being neighbourly takes on a whole new meaning.
Fuck U Betta (11k)
There’s something about having Louis like this, exposed and desperate, that makes a primal urge bubble up from deep inside Harry’s chest. Desire mixed with something else, something unquantifiable. It’s the thing that makes them want this, need this. Nothing else will satisfy them or quench their thirst.
OR the one where Harry likes the thrill of the chase, Louis likes to be chased, and everyone gets what they need… in the end.
Caves End (39k)
When a recurring injury cuts short Harry’s time as the Captain of the English Football Team, he needs to rethink his career and his future. His best mate and manager, Niall, decides that what Harry really needs is a change of scenery, time to relax, and to get some perspective on his life. What Harry doesn’t expect is for them to end up in Australia, on a farm, with the most gorgeous man he’s ever laid eyes on.
OR the one where Harry has lost his future, Louis has lost his past, but maybe together, they can find a way through the dark.
When Tomorrow Comes (11k)
When Louis and Niall are partnered up to complete a project on Omega scents and how they effect the nesting behaviours of Alphas, little does Louis know that the course of his life is about to be forever altered.
OR the one where Louis is an Omega who has been keeping himself pure for his Alpha, Harry is a traditional Alpha focusing on his studies while he waits to find his bondmate, and Niall is a sneaky bastard who keeps borrowing Louis’ clothes and never returning them.
You Drive Me WIld (5k)
Most people would think that keeping a tube of lube hidden behind the driver’s side visor of their car is foolish and completely unnecessary, but then most people don’t have to chauffeur Louis Tomlinson around for a living.
OR the one where Harry has a brilliant idea to while away the time as he waits around for his boss but fate decides to rain on his parade... or maybe it’s the universe answering his prayers.
No Going Back (56k)
Sales reps Harry and Louis are bored with their jobs and their lives. After meeting at a conference in Cardiff they hook up, have a few too many drinks, and jokingly apply to become remote lighthouse keepers. Six months, just the two of them, looking after the southernmost lighthouse off the bottom of Australia. It’s not like their applications will be accepted. Right?
This is the story of how one choice - a left instead of a right, a go instead of a stop, a yes instead of a no - can change the future forever and that sometimes, taking that leap of faith, is worth the risk.
Strong Enough (20k)
“So…” Liam starts, and Louis instantly knows where this is going. He’s actually glad it’s Liam that's dragging the subject out from the shadows and into the light. Louis turns to face him, mirroring his position on the couch and nods, ready for him to continue. Liam takes a deep breath. “Have you spoken to Harry recently?”
Five years after Vertigo goes on hiatus, the band comes back together for a benefit concert. Can Louis and Harry work through their complicated past, or are some wounds too deep to be healed?
Shine (13k)
“How does it feel?” Harry asks, genuine curiosity evident in his voice.
Louis lets his eyes drift closed and focuses on the sensations. “It’s like… like I’ve got hands all over me, touching me, inside and out, and…” Louis tries to zone in but it’s so hard to describe. “It’s like I’m being stimulated everywhere all at once.” As if on cue, his nipples and earlobes start tingling and he arches his back. “Oh fuck, yeah.”
OR the one where Louis has a thing for the sun and Harry is more than happy to indulge his sunshine boy.
If You’re Out There (I’ll Find You Somehow) (55k)
Harry looks so intensely into Louis’ eyes it’s as though he’s reaching in and touching his very soul. “I never thought… I never… I’ve been searching for so long, Louis, but I never gave up. I couldn’t stop, wouldn’t stop trying,” Harry says, bottom lip trembling as he strokes the backs of Louis’ knuckles. “I just knew that if you were out there, I’d find you somehow.”
OR the story of how one man’s love changed the world.
Everything I Do (16k)
Harry’s ready, has been for a while now, and he’s fairly certain Louis is too, it just hasn’t been on the top of their priority list. There have been offhand mentions, a comment here and there, more in jest than anything, no serious discussion or consideration. Harry stands up straighter, a stomach-churning thought forming in his mind. Has Louis been waiting for him to ask?
OR the one where Harry finds a book of Elizabethan courtship rituals which sets in motion a series of events that can lead to only one conclusion.
Playing To Win (36k)
Big Brother UK alumni Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles are selected for the UK vs Australia All Stars series with a massive one million dollar prize in the offing. They’re both fit and smart and would make a great alliance... if only they can stop their feelings from getting in the way.
OR the one where Louis really doesn’t want to like Harry, Harry is struggling to quell his growing fondness for Louis, but sometimes, no matter how hard you try, you just can’t fight fate.
Exposed (666)
Louis should really stop agreeing to do favours for his friends while drunk, especially when they result in him becoming a live-art model…
Forever And Always (25k)
“Right,” Harry says and slaps his hands down on the kitchen benchtop. Now he just has to get home, find this poor Niall guy who is currently camped out in his body, and have them swapped back. What could possibly go wrong?
OR the one where Harry’s neighbour is a crotchety old witch who hates vampires, Niall is the unsuspecting human who ends up inhabiting Harry’s body, and Louis is the caseworker who is assigned to swap them back. How it ends up a love story is anyone’s guess.
Going My Way (20k)
"Hey Harry. Really sorry to do this to you but an emergency has come up with Vera’s mum and we’ve had to jump a flight home. My mate Louis is going to take over my LYFT clients while I’m away. He’s got my car and my phone and everything else. Hope that’s okay. He’s a good guy and I think you two are going to get along brilliantly. Catch you soon, Benny."
OR the one where Harry gets a replacement LYFT driver, Louis is just trying to earn some extra cash before the baby arrives, and they both end up with way more than they bargained for.
Up For It (18k)
Each year, the five friends take a lads holiday; it’s tradition, and this year is shaping up to be a jam-packed, fun-filled trip with their best mates just like all the rest... or is it?
OR the one where Liam is Mr Organised, Zayn is too perceptive for his own good, Niall is a compulsive matchmaker, and Harry and Louis might just have the surprise to shock them all.
With Words Unspoken (18k)
At forty-nine, Louis hadn’t envisioned being at a crossroads in his life; kids, grandkids, an ex-wife, and completely at a loss as to what direction his future will take. When he finds himself drawn back to a cabin in the Californian wilderness that’d he’d visited fifteen years earlier, an acquaintance from his past triggers an awakening deep inside and reveals a new path that he could never have imagined.
OR The one where Louis is lost, Harry is an excellent tour guide, and age is no barrier to finding the love of your life.
Henry and Lewis (4.3k)
PART 1 SUMMARY: Louis hangs out in his local coffee shop to work on his weekly WordPlay Prompt, speaks to his beloved muse aka Harry the gorgeous barista, embarrasses himself in front of said muse, and receives a comment on AO3 from his favourite reader.
SERIES SUMMARY: Every Tuesday, Louis spends his day off holed up in his favorite coffee-come-bookshop, writing his little stories as part of the WordPlay challenge while daydreaming about the resident barista, Harry. Each week a new word prompt is revealed and Louis adds to his series of short stories about Henry, the owner of a B&B in the Cotswolds who has curly hair and dimples, Lewis, his long term guest who just happens to be a writer, and Tigger, Henry’s cat.
As Louis and Harry’s friendship develops, could his fantasy world spill out into real life? And how does that reader who leaves the lovely comments with the teacup emoji seem to be able to read Louis’ mind?
Smuturdary (4.1k)
Louis struggles with this week's WordPlay prompt before finding inspiration, and a date, in an unexpected place, and could there be more going on with his favourite reader than he originally thought.
Tea For Two (4k)
Louis grapples with what to do about his new found suspicions over his favourite readers real-life identity.
Life Imitating Art (6.8k)
Louis is taken on a very real journey through his fic back catalogue - life has never imitated art so salaciously.
Entertain Me (5.3k)
All good things must come to an end, including the WordPlay challenge. But while Louis has mixed emotions about its end, and struggling to make sense of the final prompt, he is relishing every aspect of his newly revitalised personal life.
Play Me A Memory (26k)
Louis lives with his nine-year-old son Jake in a peaceful beachside community on the east coast of Australia, working as an entertainment coordinator at the local five-star resort. Harry is a recluse who lives on millionaires row and writes musical scores for blockbuster movies. When the roots of a wayward willow tree create havoc at his home, Harry is forced to stay at the resort while repairs are carried out.
Cue matchmaking storms, muffin preferences, laughter, love, and a whole lotta music.
The Cyber Sphere (17k)
As the author of The Cyber Sphere, a series of best-selling books which have spawned seemingly limitless spin-offs, Louis Tomlinson hides away from the world in his fortress-like London penthouse. But when he decides to interact with the host of The Cyber Times radio program, Dermot O’Leary, on Twitter, it causes a fandom meltdown and offers him hope for a future he’d never imagined.
OR the one where Liam likes to think he’s Batman, Dermot has terrible taste in sporting teams, and Louis should really get a cat.
Surprise Me, Space Boy (7.1k)
Louis is a solo officer on Space Station Zeta and the isolation can present many challenges, not least of which is that it’s really bloody hard to date. He’s pinning his hopes on that changing with a fellow solo officer, Harry, from a neigbouring station who gives great banter and has a gorgeous smile. Maybe online dating has its benefits after all?
OR The Space Wank Fic.
Harry Poppins (32k)
When Louis’ best friends pass away he finds himself with an instant family. Maddie and Thomas are wonderful children but take an immediate dislike to every nanny that sets foot inside their house. After nanny number six is summarily dismissed Louis is at his wit’s end, that is until an unusual man arrives on their doorstep. Harry Styles is like nothing any of them have ever encountered before, and perhaps, exactly what they’ve been looking for all along.
My One And Only (Desire) (500)
Harry is his, only his, and Louis belongs to Harry just as completely. They consume each other, in life, in love, in every way two people can.
Take Me Down Slow (Don’t Let Me Go) (26k)
Louis has always felt different. Not necessarily on the outer realm of societal norms, but pretty damn close to the edge. As an Omega, he’s supposed to want certain things; to want to raise a family, to want to build a life with a partner, and to want that partner to be an Alpha.
Well, two out of three ain’t bad.
OR the one where Louis wants to find the right kind of partner to love, Niall hates snowboarding, Liam wants to settle down, Harry is really good with his hands, and mother nature could be the thing that changes everything.
Soup Of The Day (19k)
It had been the single minded goal for them since college and seemed simple enough. 1. Study hard. 2. Open their dream restaurant. 3. Take the culinary world by storm.
What could possibly go wrong?
Or the Restaurant AU where Louis and Niall are chefs, Chicago is windy, and cracking the big time is harder than they ever imagined. But when a mysterious man starts grading Louis' soups by leaving little piles of rocks, could it be just the thing they need to get them on the road to success?
The Clock Strikes New Year (9.6k)
Louis senses people moving around behind him and cranes his neck left to right. The store is quiet, just staff and Louis and Harry, but all of the other salespeople appear to have gravitated to where they are to watch the little runway show Harry is putting on. He can’t blame them really, Harry is a sight to behold, but it makes him chuckle anyway.
“Okay, Lou, you ready for me?” Harry calls from the change room.
“As I’ll ever be, baby. Get out here!”
Harry comes into view and Louis’ breath catches in his throat.
OR Harry was homeless, but now he has Louis. Louis was lonely, but now he has Harry. And there’s more than one way to see fireworks on New Year’s Eve.
The Bet (2.4k)
Louis Tomlinson never reneges on a bet. Ever.
He may be many things - a joker, a sometimes-wayward student, a loyal friend, a Tony Award winner in the making, and a card-carrying member of the Chad Michael Murray fan club - but never, ever, a welcher. Louis makes good on his promises and does it with flare.
OR The one where Louis misjudges Harry's ability to do TLC's Waterfall rap and finds himself having to put on a one-man show for his viewing pleasure. If Louis decides to go all-in and dress the part, then that's just a bonus for his (very appreciative) one-man audience.
Heat (2.4k)
Louis was smitten from the moment Harry had arrived a month ago. Long, curly hair which he mostly keeps up in a bun, and a sinfully deep voice. Cheeky too. Louis likes that the best. He gives good banter and laughs at Louis’ dumb jokes, adding his own woeful puns. When Louis had asked him why he was in this godforsaken dust bowl, he’d said something about a ground crew traineeship and fulfilling his visa requirements while experiencing the real Australia. Louis had been momentarily distracted by Harry’s plush, red-bitten lips so the salient details may have washed over him.
OR Drinking beer in a blow-up pool, in a backyard, in stupidly hot temperatures, in outback Australia should be ridiculous, and it would be, if Louis didn't have a curly-haired workmate to keep him company.
Whisper The Wind (36k)
Louis’ father has political ambitions and decides it’s time for Louis to step up as the company’s Chief Financial Officer. Louis thinks this is a monumentally stupid idea. After storming off in a rage he has a chance meeting with a tall, dark, curly haired stranger. A technical glitch with their shared elevator finds Louis spending twenty minutes with the most intriguing man he’s ever met. Unfortunately the man is leaving London the very next day and moving to Australia to work at his mates surf school. Timing, as they say, can fuck right off.
Fast forward three years and Louis is miserable, a shadow of the man he once was, working in his father’s company, and hating every moment. At his thirtieth birthday party, surrounded by people he doesn’t know or doesn’t like, he decides to throw it all in and follow the impossible dream. Happiness, a fulfilling life, and someone to love. The question is, will that dream be found ten thousand miles away on a sandy beach, with a curly headed surfer dude?
Or the one where Louis rides an elevator that may change his life forever, Harry loves the ocean but is a terrible surfer, Liam proves not all heroes wear capes, and Niall might actually have all the answers.
The Clock Strikes Christmas (10k)
The clock ticks over to midnight and Niall strikes the match, lighting the candle and looking expectantly at Louis. “Time to make all your dreams come true. What’s your birthday wish Tommo?”
Louis stares into the flame and wonders. Closing his eyes, he thinks of cold winter nights curled up by the fire, driving along country roads holding hands across the console, laughter and warmth and a sense of belonging. An image creeps into his mind, blurry and shimmering. Curls, green eyes, milky white skin. Louis sucks in a deep breath, opens his eyes and blows.
The lights in the pub go out and the music stops, time seems to be teetering on the edge of something, like the crest of a roller coaster before the fall.
Then the pub surges back to life. “Sorry about that folks! Damn storm must be coming.” The bartender shouts out.
Niall is staring at him, mouth agape, before regaining his composure. “Must’ve been a helluva wish Tommo.”
Louis is a little stunned himself, but blinks out of it and laughs. “Yeah, must’ve been.”
OR the one where Louis needs someone to love, Harry needs a miracle, and sometimes, wishes really do come true
The Prince Of Light (35k)
Louis was found abandoned at a hospital at six months old and adopted by an older couple who raised him. Now twenty, he studies by night and by day works as a live-in au pair for a family with three little girls. One of the girls, Holly, swears there is a Garden Fairy coming and eating treats she leaves out in the cubby house each night.
When the family goes away for a two week holiday, Louis is secretly tasked with feeding the Fairy. While laying out the food one night he falls from the cubby house and is found by Harry. Harry is different and Louis is fascinated. But as Louis learns how different Harry really is, he discovers his own true home and a very surprising past he never knew.
Cue badgers, bananas and cookies, soulmates, a whole other world, and a future he’d never imagined.
Clouds On Curtis (9.6k)
A wave of comfort sweeps over Louis like a blanket as he allows himself a moment to imagine the possibilities. His past failures and disappointments feel like they are ebbing away, like shackles falling from his limbs. The burdens he's been bearing and the guilt he’s been carrying slipping away into the ground with each step he takes.
Harry reaches for the door and pauses, holding the handle he turns to face Louis.
“Are you ready for the adventure to begin?” Harry looks at him with hope in his eyes, dimple cratering in his left cheek.
“Absolutely, I’m all yours.” Louis says, wide smile breaking across his face, feeling the crinkles appear at the corners of his eyes.
In that moment he is sure of it. Surer than he's been about anything for years. This is exactly where he’s supposed to be. This is his second chance.
Or the one where Louis is a chef who is looking for a chance to start over, Harry’s restaurant needs the right chef to make his dream come to life, Niall is a cook who desperately wants to be a chef, and Liam just wants to be happy. Together, can they turn their dreams into reality?
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i am steter trash so i wrote an au where stiles is a spark that lives in the forest because he killed his dad in an accident back when he was a kid and couldn't control his magic and his moms family was just made up of mages and he is the first one to actually be a born spark with loads of power so she raises him and teaches him everything she knows
and in this au sparks are being hunted and put down like animals so claudia builds a house in the forest with stiles where he can live and study magic on the land of their family and after she dies stiles moves there.
(and yes hes a lot older in this because it makes me antsy to write about eighteen year old stiles and adult peter. sorry. I'm a pussy okay.)
and stiles meets his gang! and scott is a dryad, lydia is a mermaid, jackson and danny are mermen (and jackson and danny are together by the way), i planned allison as a regular human that meets scott on a walk in the woods and falls in love with him later in the story because the hale fire storyline is still happening, and kira is an ancient kitsune who also lives in the forest and is good friends with stiles, and erica, boyd, isaac, liam, theo etc are not there yet but thats cause stiles is pretty alone.
he just minds his own business and takes care of the dryads and meets fairies (who live in the forest) and makes a deal with them that they'll stop screwing around with humans and stay in the forest and he'll protect them and take care of them because sparks are powerful and the fairies appreciate that instead of being afraid of him.
and stiles just does his thing for a couple of years until the fairies go a little bit too far and peter hale, who is stupidly a little too far in the forest on his patrol, gets caught in a storm they cause and gets lost in the woods, and he finds stiles' house and stiles takes him in and gives him dry clothes and then guards him back so peter won't get himself fairy'ed
and then a week passes and stiles is kind of anxious peters family will tell him to fuck off the woods (even though it's stiles' heritage to take care of the forest, the hales just live there) and then: the actual plot
a little apple dryad tells him scott found a dying fairy. this fairy apparently told scott in her dying breath something wolfish killed her, and stiles wrongly thinks peter and his family did that, and he goes to find scott to ask him about it, but scott is just gone. stiles can't find him and gets worried and checks his wards, and when he gets to the wards around the hale property, he meets laura. he asks her if she's seen scott, and she saw him going back into the forest, but stiles still can't find him.
laura leaves and stiles finds the ward to their territory broken, and it stinks like druid, so he figures it was this deaton guy because werewolves aren't sneaky like that.
stiles visits lydia (because he still can't find scott and lydia knows how to calm him down) and finds out jackson and danny saw a monster while making out under the surface of their lake and from then stiles knows that the hales have got nothing to do with this because what lydia describes Is Not a werewolf.
so he gets pissy, and then ultimately is enraged when he finds a dead stag this monster killed, and because he's pissy he visits the hales to tell talia he's rightfully going to kill their emissary for being a bitch and breaking his wards and letting some monster walk his territory.
and talia is all "what the fuck how do i not know you." and stiles is all internally "i see my darling peter kept his promises" and then he's internally like "wait fuck i'm not really in love with this guy am i" and then he's like "oh. OH."
and talia convinces him not to kill deaton because shes awesome and stiles grumpily agrees because... not agreeing would be a dick move and it would mean. War. Basically.
so the hales offer their help looking for scott and stiles finds this monster thing on his search and its a wendigo yay, and scott has been following this thing around for days now because he's a dumbass and wanted to help, and they bro out
and the hales and stiles kill this thing, which means magic action. and stiles is awesome. and everyone knows that now.
what follows is just steter get-to-know-eachother and the hale pack are the biggest wingmen (wingpeople) ever and there's fluff and magic and a lot of flowers because stiles is a person that can't for the life of him say the words "i love you" and gets incredibly anxious when people say "i love you" so he mostly displays his feelings for peter in hanakotoba, the traditional japanese flower language that kira taught him, and peter eventually catches onto that and they get together in a load of angst and fluff and they have sex. because of course they have loads of sex. bold of you to think peter can keep his hands off stiles for longer than a day and likewise.
and there is like a load of stiles/hale pack friendship dynamics because i love them all and then suddenly yeehaw. hale fire.
So paige has already happened in this timeline before stiles and peter met, and derek still meets kate and she does her scum thing and uses him. a bunch of hunters show up to the hale house, shoot them with wolfsbane bullets and gather them so they can burn together.
stiles wakes up in a rush because something bad is happening to his wolves but then his eyes fall closed again and he can't get out of bed for a solid time because someone freaking poisoned him and he's fevering and weak and everything is dizzy, but he forces himself up because something. bad. is happening. to his. wolves. he stumbles into his kitchen and almost dies right there and then, because the poison is wolfsbane and he feels like he got tons of it shoved down his throat by the person that poisoned him. his life starts flashing in front of his eyes and he fights back at it and vomits the wolfsbane out, believes it out of his system and when it's gone, he's just left raging.
because i hate kate, stiles loses control when he meets her at the hale house and kills her. he gets the pack and gets them out of the house, breaks the mountain ash circle and they leave. the hales can't go back to their house because the place is swarming with hunters
and peter and stiles figure out it was deaton who told kate everything she needed to know to set this trap and the mountain ash circle also stinks like druid, so deaton gets revealed as being the bad guy all along. stiles figures that he also poisoned him so he wouldnt interrupt, and that deaton wanted thalias alpha spark. the wendigo was a test and deaton put it there on purpose to see how strong stiles was and if he would care about the hales, because deaton knew stiles would feel the hunters killing them and ever since peter and stiles got together the druid knew he would have to murder him too to get the hales dead.
and stiles is just half feral in his wrath and the aftermath of the wolfsbane poisoning, and derek is sobbing and muttering about this being all his fault, and peter has two bullets stuck in his knees and has to be held up by his niece and his brother-in-law, and every one of them is shot and hurt and crying and talia does her best to comfort derek while shaking as well
and stiles just closes his eyes. takes a deep breath. and takes care of his family-in-law, because fuck if he isnt gonna marry peter after this. he takes them in, gives them clean and comfortable clothes, patches them up, lets them shower, yeets his living room so they have space for a big puppy pile, gives them food and water to drink and then draws a ward around his house that is strong enough deaton won't be able to find them unless he sells his soul to the king of hell.
when he's done with that, he locks the hales in and asks kira to take care of them and make sure they're okay while he's gone. she agrees and stiles goes and because he's angry and kind of more dark than i let slip until now so he just. slaughters the hunters that are left. and he enjoys it.
then he shows up to chris argents house, shocks the living hell out of allison because he's still covered in blood and ash, and goes talk to gerard, who is there for alibi purposes. he just flatly tells the truth and asks gerard how many times they've done this now. and the second the old man lets slip the hales weren't the first, stiles goes full Older Derek Hale Mode and slams him against a wall to threaten the living shit out of the man.
by threaten i mean he says that he'll kill him and there's nothing the guy can do about it, cause stiles will find him, no matter how far he runs. yknow bamf dark stiles shit. i am living for writing this scene right now bye
and then he looks at chris and allison. allison looks scared out of her mind and then she asks if thats true. if her family really did something like that. and chris has to look her square in the eye and tell her through gritted teeth that, altough he didnt know about this, yes, they did that to innocent people.
and stiles looks at chris and gives him a nod, because he knows the guy can get this right, he knows allison is strong and fierce and will be fine no matter what. he looks at gerard and sneers at him in disgust. then he leaves like the dramatic bitch he is, but not without ensuring chris will clean this mess up and make an alliance with talia.
he goes back to the house and the only one still awake is peter, and stiles breaks down completely, covered in blood from head to toe and scared out of his mind too. peter holds him, gently leads him into the shower, and helps him get cleaned up, washes his hair, picks out clothes for him, and they go to sleep together.
then, recovery. stiles organizes therapy for derek because lord knows the boy needs it, he nurses the hales healthy, shows them around in the house, they meet his friends, cora and lydia take a particularly special interest in each other, scott is sad because allison broke up with him but stiles visits the argents and talks to her a lot and they become friends too, and he knows scott will get over her eventually, just as she's getting over him.
and stiles shows the hales his life for a while until everyone is recovered, and then they go back to the hale house that he cleaned up already (because, uh, corpses had to be buried, floors had to be cleaned from blood and the smell of magic and mountain ash had to be erased)
and then peter proposes to stiles and they have a beautiful wedding by the lake where cora can talk to lydia, and derek ends up talking to scott quite a lot because scott is nervous and sweet and falls head over heels for the quiet werewolf, and guess who allison ends up with? nobody. because allison is fucking awesome and in the hunter business and she takes it upon her to start cleaning up the community and goes against hunters that are like her aunt just killing innocent people and a relationship with anybody would just be annoying. maybe she realizes she isnt even into relationships, i don't know that yet. aro ally would be interesting, dude.
And then in the end stiles goes to live with the hales and they mend their territory together so he can still visit his friends and he leaves the house to cora who eventually moves there as an adult so she can live with lydia. he and peter move out as well and they go back to town when stiles is ready, because he's lived so freaking long in the fear someone will hunt him down and kill him for his power, and now everything is peaceful. so he puts down his weapons, stops fighting, and lives happily ever after.
and has loads of sex with peter. just because.
#steter au#steter#teen wolf#stiles stilinski#peter hale#cora hale#cora x lydia#corydia?#cordia?#scerek#scott x derek#scott mccall#derek hale#aro allison argent#allison argent#talia hale#laura hale#teen wolf fanfiction#teen wolf au#somehow everyone is queer and/or a supernatural creature#well except ally she is queer but human#i love her bye
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Sana had always been described as a good girl. As a child, she was the type who always got a gold star and turned in all her homework and made friends with everyone in her class. All her teachers loved her and would go on and on to Sana’s parents about how amazing their daughter was and how good a job they were doing. At home, Sana was just as well behaved. Her parents rarely had to scold her, and when they did it was never for anything too bad. Just little things like forgetting to take the trash out or not properly washing dishes. She recalls everyone telling her parents they had gotten lucky and that children like Sana were rare before turning to Sana and ruffling her hair telling her she was such a good girl. She always enjoyed it, being told she was a good girl.
This didn’t change when she got older. Since she entered the modeling industry so young, most of her teenage years were spent under a microscope. She couldn’t do anything that could be mildly problematic or she would be put on every news station in Korea. She wasn’t too popular at the time, it’s just the media loved stories of young models who ruined their entire careers over parties and drugs. Sana didn’t really think parties were worth the damage it could do on her career, so she stayed away all through high school. She worked hard to have good grades while building her name in the competitive world of modeling the best she could. By the time she was seventeen, her career had taken off.
Her parents had always been supportive of her modeling career. They were supportive parents in general, but they had always done their best to support Sana without overstepping throughout her young career. If they had wanted Sana to go into anything other than modeling, they never expressed it, which Sana was thankful for. She knew many of her classmates' parents wanted or expected them to go into more traditional and safe fields like science or math, but her parents never did. Just like in her childhood, Sana had always been praised for being such a good girl in high school. She didn’t do parties, or secret boyfriends or girlfriends, or anything that could ruin her future.
By the time she met Mina and Tzuyu, she had only ever dated a few people. Her and Momo had attempted to date for a while, but it had ended poorly and they had both quickly agreed friendship was a much better thing for them. It didn’t hurt their friendship at all, in fact it strengthened it. They were so utterly comfortable with each other after the experience, that living together was the easiest decision in the world. After Momo came a few alphas she had met through work, but none of them had really worked out for one reason or another. Mina and Tzuyu were different. Sana loved Mina and Tzuyu, so much she could see herself spending her future with them.
When the media got word of them dating, it really wasn't that big of a deal. Omegas with two alphas wasn’t that uncommon, and Sana was thankful it didn't have to be a big prediction like dating was for others in the industry. Sana introduced Mina and Tzuyu to her parents not long afterwards, and they were both accepting of the two. They actually liked them both. They had told Sana in private that she had found two really good alphas and that they hoped they worked out.
It wasn't much later that she found out about Sai. Sana’s parents had always been accepting of her partners, but they had assumed she was doing the good omega thing of saving her first time until marriage. They weren't vocal about it that much, but there were subtle comments made throughout Sana's childhood about how they believed in that people should save their first times and how they expected that of Sana too. Of course she didn't, but it took until Mina and Tzuyu for her to give up on it. She had felt ready with the two of them, and they felt ready with her. And they were safe, at least Sana thought they were safe. She took birth control, and the first few times they had sex Mina and Tzuyu had worn condoms. After a bit they give up on this, once Sana’s had been on birth control for a bit longer and they had thought everything was safe. Everything wasn't, but they had no way of knowing they would fall into the small percentage of people who got pregnant on birth control. Some people struggled to have kids regularly, but they had managed to do it with birth control. It was honestly a bit impressive in Sana’s opinion.
At first, Sana didn't think she was pregnant. That didn't happen to good girls like her. She was just a little sick, and more than a little stressed. She had a big fashion show coming up, of course she had a lot going on. But when she was still sick afterwards, she started to freak out. She frantically called Momo and the two of them went out to buy some tests and do them at Momo and Jihyo’s apartment. Sana and Momo had lived together for a while, but had both moved in with their respective partners at some point. Momo had been surprised when she told her, but was more than supportive, even going as far as to buying the tests for Sana so she didn’t have to worry about the stress of being spotted. Jihyo is there too, holding Sana’s hand and telling her things will be fine while they wait for Momo to get back. Once Momo was back, it wasn’t long before she was in her best friend’s small apartment bathroom.
“Momo I can do this part by myself.” Sana rolled her eyes when Momo followed her into the bathroom. She had been crying earlier, but she had calmed a bit with time. “It would be awkward to have you here while I pee on a stick.”
“Nope. Not leaving you alone.” Momo nodded. “We’ve seen each other naked plenty of time. I’ll face the wall, now pee on your stick so we can get some dinner. I’m starving.”
“Okay fine.” Sana sighed in defeat. Even if it sounded weird, she was happy Momo was here. She was so scared, so stressed that the test was going to be positive. She had no idea what she was going to do if it was. It wasn’t very long ago she had even conceived the idea that she might be pregnant. She hadn’t had time to think of what she would do about it if she was.
“You doing okay?” Momo asked after a bit.
“Yes. And this is already awkward, please don’t talk it makes this so much worse.” Sana answered quickly. Once she was done she immediately washed her hands and left the stick on the bathroom counter.
“Can I look now?” Momo asked.
“Yeah.” Momo immediately turned around, wrapping her arms around Sana’s waist.
“How long do you have to wait?” Momo asked, resting her chin on Sana’s shoulder. The two had always been affectionate, and even if both had their own mates they were still affectionate with each other occasionally.
“A few minutes.” Tears came to Sana’s eyes again as she looked at them. Momo immediately noticed.
“Let’s go get something to eat while you wait.” Sana nodded, waddling out of the bathroom with Momo on top of her. Jihyo was waiting right outside of the door, a chocolate bar in one hand and the most concerned look on her face. Sana almost laughed, Jihyo could act like such a concerned big sister sometimes, even if Sana was the older one.
“We need to wait a bit.” Momo told her girlfriend. “We were thinking of eating some dinner while we waited.”
“Okay.” Jihyo nodded. “Do you want me to make some pasta?” The question was completely directed towards Sana.
“Yeah.” Sana let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding in. “Pasta sounds great.”
Throughout the dinner, Sana is distracted. She knows the tests are ready, but also wants to finish eating before she goes to look. Momo and Jihyo do their best to distract her, but it doesn’t work well. All Sana can think about is how everyone will react if they are positive. How Mina and Tzuyu will react. How her manager would react. God how her parents would react. She honestly didn’t know how she was supposed to face her parents.
“Do you mind if we both come with you to look?” Jihyo offered once they had finished eating. Sana had eaten too much, she was too nervous.
“No.” Sana nodded, her hand and Momo’s tangling together. “I would love for you to be there.”
When Sana sees the result she starts crying. Honestly, she would have cried no matter what the result was. Momo wraps her up in the biggest hug on the bathroom floor while Jihyo calls Mina and Tzuyu to say Sana would probably spend the night at their apartment.
Jihyo and Momo are nothing but supportive. After crying on the bathroom floor, Sana falls asleep. She’s too exhausted from all the drama and stress and crying that she falls asleep on her friends’ bathroom floor. Neither say anything, they both just carefully carry her to their bedroom and tuck her into their bed. Momo gets in with her and hugs Sana as she sleeps. Jihyo sleeps on the couch. The next morning Momo and Jihyo tell her she needs to tell Mina and Tzuyu. Of course, Sana would have to tell them eventually, but she was scared. They both reassure her that Mina and Tzuyu will understand, and that the decision Sana was going to have to make soon deserved their input. They reassured her it was her decision in the end, but that talking to Mina and Tzuyu would be for the best to ensure she makes a decision without any regrets.
Sana decides to tell them that night.
She nearly chickens out multiple times. She had brought the positive tests with her (after thoroughly cleaning them) and was going to show them to her partners, but the two small sticks were like lead weights in her pockets. Mina and Tzuyu almost immediately notice something is wrong, but Sana is able to provide them with a good answer as to what was wrong. Eventually, when they are watching TV and she starts crying at an ad for a preschool, she knows she has to tell them.
“Sana? What’s wrong?” Mina was the first to notice Sana was crying. She immediately panicked, looking Sana in the eyes and bringing one hand up to wipe Sana’s tears. Sana nodded, trying to not make a scene but it caused even more tears.
“Sana?” Tzuyu looked over at Sana, her eyes wide when she realized she was crying. “Baby?”
“What’s wrong?” Mina asked again, more quiet this time.
“I’m…” It was hard for Sana to say it. She knew she had to, but it was difficult to get out. It would be her first time saying it aloud. “I’m pregnant.” It was in the tiniest voice possible muttered against Mina’s shoulder between sobs.
“What?” Tzuyu asked, having not heard. Mina had, but didn’t know what to say.
“I’m pregnant.” Sana repeated, a bit louder that time. The room became completely silent save for Sana’s sobbing as her girlfriends processed the bomb she just dropped on them.
“But- how did this happen you take birth control-”
“There is a five percent chance.” Mina cut Tzuyu off. “Birth control is only 95 percent effective.”
“Oh.” Tuzyu shut up after that. Sana stopped crying later, but by this point neither had said anything. Both were still processing. Both Mina and Tzuyu were the type to think things through a lot, even before they spoke. Both were on the quieter end, and overtime Sana had gotten used to long stretches of silence while the two thought of what to say.
“So… What now?” Mina waited until Sana was done crying to ask. “Do we-do you want to keep it?”
“I don’t know.” Sana answered. “What do you guys want?”
“It doesn’t matter what we want, it’s your body.” Tzuyu nodded.
“Yes it matters what you want.” Sana took Tzuyu’s hand. “It’s your baby too.”
“I- yeah.” Tzuyu sighed.
“We just want to know what you want Sana?” Mina kissed Sana’s cheek.
“I… I don’t know yet.” No one was convinced by Sana’s answer, but they ended up going to bed with no solid answer or plan.
The next morning, Mina and Tzuyu had an idea of what they wanted. Both had slept on the idea, and had arrived at the same conclusion they had reached the night before. They would support Sana, no matter what. If Sana wanted to keep it, they would do their best to be the best mamas they could be; and if Sana didn’t want to keep it they would be the most supportive partners they could.
That night, after a long conversation, Sana finally admits she wants to keep the baby.
Mina schedules the first ultrasound. She does it as discreetly as possible, trying to keep anyone but them from finding out if they didn’t have to. They go to the appointment on a sunny cold February afternoon. After confirming Sana was pregnant through blood work, they move onto the first ultrasound. While waiting for it to start, Sana can’t stop her leg from bouncing.
“I’m going to need you to keep a little stiller mom.” The ultrasound tech laughed. “It’s a little easier to see when you are still.” Sana sat in shock a little bit at the title the tech had given her. Mom. She was going to be someone’s mom. That was a weird thought. She had only just turned twenty one in December, and she was already going to be a mom. The sound catches Sana off guard. The heartbeat isn’t too loud, but it’s fast. “And there’s the baby.” Sana tunes out everything after that. She’s stuck staring at her baby. Her, Mina, and Tzuyu’s baby. She can’t believe that that’s her baby. And that all of this is really happening.
Apparently Mina and Tzuyu had paid very close attention to the doctor. Both came out with a long list of things to buy and things they should start doing. Sana couldn’t but giggle, because at that moment she realized her partners were both going to make amazing parents soon.
They know they have to tell their parents eventually. Sana was terrified of telling them. Even more so than her manager. Her manager had responded okay. She wasn’t thrilled with Sana but she said she would talk to the company about a year long hiatus and they would figure out a course of action in terms of telling the media. Somehow to Sana, even telling the media seemed less scary than telling her parents.
Mina and Tzuyu are there when she tells them. Her parents hang up immediately after she tells them. They call back later, apologizing and saying they were just processing everything. Surprisgnly, they were supportive. Of course, it is the start of them constantly asking if they were planning on getting married soon, but Sana was okay with that. It was so much better than she was expecting. (By the end of her pregnancy, Sana’s parents even seem ectied about the baby, and were already planning a trip to come see her after her due date so they could meet their baby grandchild). Mina and Tzuyu parents don’t take it quite as well. Mina’s parents cut off contact with her for months, and Tzuyu’s father pretends it isn’t happening. Mina’s parents eventually talk to her again, but it takes a lot of convincing for them. (They didn’t even start to accept Sai until she was a toddler.) Tzuyu’s mother comes around quicker than her father, she even sneaks some trips to Korea just to see her grandchild. (Her father eventually comes around too, but it takes years.)
Over time, Sana still can’t believe she’s going to be a mother. Even as her stomach grows, even as the baby starts kicking, even when they find out they are having a girl, she can’t believe this is really happening. The idea of being a mother had seemed so strange to her. Soon it wouldn't just be her, Mina, and Tzuyu.
PIcking a baby name did help make it a bit more real, but it still wasn’t completely real in Sana’s mind.
“How’s the baby?” MIna starts the conversation the night they pick the baby’s name.
“Okay. She’s been kicking a lot lately.” Sana was laying in bed on her phone, scrolling through her instagram. She had followed so many more mom accounts recently, and her feed had a lot more baby or parenting content than it previously did.
“Yeah?” MIna asked, hopping on the bed. Tzuyu was lying next to Sana, her face just above Sana’s chest on her collarbone. “Scoot.” She pat Tzuyu’s arm to get her to move.
“No.” Tzuyu giggled, tightening the one arm she had wrapped around Sana.
“Tzuyu scoot.” Tzuyu giggled as Mina tried to move her.
“You two are so cute.” Sana giggled at the two of them. “I have another side you know Mina.”
“Are you sure though?” Sana nodded, putting her phone down and motioning for Mina to join them.
“I’m done looking at my phone. I went through most of my feed already.” Sana answered, kissing Mina’s hair as she laid down. Tzuyu went back to half dozing off on Sana’s chest as Sana played with her hair, Mina putting one hand on Sana’s stomach and stroking.
“It won’t be that long now.” Mina remarked when she felt a tiny kick.
“We still have a few months.” Sana nodded. ”She’s not even close to being done growing and finding new ways to make me feel so utterly uncomfortable.”
“How do you feel right now?” Every time Sana brought up discomfort, Mina would ask that.
“Okay. My boobs kind of hurt, but nothing new.” Sana giggled at Mina’s concern.
“So no sex?” Tzuyu jokes, yawning as Sana continued tangling her fingers in Tzuyu’s hair.
“Absolutely not.” Sana rolled her eyes. “I think if one of you tried to put even the smallest amount of pressure on my boobs I might punch you.”
“Damn, I wanted to touch you.” Tzuyu faked being upset. All of them knew she was joking, and found it a bit funny.
“Not anytime soon.” Sana muttered. “Maybe when my boobs don’t feel like they are about to fall off and the baby is being behaved.”
“Deal.” Tzuyu giggled. “You know we can’t keep calling her the baby forever. She’s going to need a name eventually.”
“That’s true.” Mina muttered, pressing her body flush with Sana’s. “We haven’t even talked about her last name yet.”
“Oh yeah. What should we use for her last name?” Tzuyu wondered out loud.
“Well, I think she should have both of yours.” Sana told them, using her now free hand to also stroke Mina’s hair.
“Really?” Tzuyu asked in surprise.
“Yeah. Hyphenated like Chou-Myoui or Myoui-Chou or something.” Sana nodded.
“What about your last name?” Mina asked.
“Adding Minatozaki would be too much. It would be too long. Plus, it’s probably going to be easier for her in school if her last name is you guys’, people here always struggle with mine. Also both your last names are a lot easier to write in Hangul. And Mina’s yours is even easier in kanji.” Sana reasoned. “I want her to have both of your last names. Myoui-Chou whatever her name is.”
“Okay... If that’s what you want.” Mina muttered. “I have a website with like a million baby names if we want to look.”
“Sure, sounds like a good idea.” Sana smiled as Mina grabbed her phone, unlocking it and opening the website. “It has filters. What filters should I put? Chinese? Korean? Japanese?”
“Japanese.” Tzuyu was the one who answered it. Both Mina and Sana were surprised by her answer. “My mom is going to give her a Chinese name no matter what we pick, I think she should have a Japanese name.”
“But-but your culture-”
“No. She has Chou in her last name. That is more than enough for me. I want her to have a Japanese name. I’ve even been researching them a bit. Like what do you guys think of Megumi?”
“That’s my grandmother's name.” Mina laughed. “It sounds too old lady to me to use it.”
“Yeah I don’t want my daughter to have an old lady name.” Sana nodded. “Okay if we are talking about Japanese names, I supposed I have always liked names like Hitomi and Misaki.”
“Names with Mi you mean?” Mina giggled.
“Yeah, Just like your name. I love your name. It’s so pretty.” Sana left another kiss on Mina’s forehead. “Yours is too.” Sana turned to Tzuyu. “I like pretty names.”
“While then why don’t I just read a list of names and you tell me one that sounds pretty and we’ll make a note and then choose one at the end.”
“It’s not just me naming her.” Sana whined.
“Fine, whenever one of us likes one.” They end up with a pretty short list. Mina and Tzuyu both already know which one they want off the list, they had figured it out the minute they heard it spoken aloud. Sana was a little hesitant though.
“Isn’t it too similar to my name?” Sana asked.
“No. It’s close, but still distant. She doesn’t have your last name, I think it would be cute if you both have Sa.” Mina mentioned.
“If you don’t like it we can pick something else.” Tzuyu nodded. “We just think it would be really nice to name her that.”
“Fine. If you guys don’t think it’s too similar to my name. I do think it is pretty.” Sana smiled.
“Myoui-Chou Sai.” Mina muttered as she stroked Sana’s stomach. “It’s the perfect name for our perfect girl.” Sana couldn’t help but agree.
When Sai was born, Sana finally thought of herself as a mom for the first time. It took seeing her tiny baby girl bundled up in pink blankets for her to finally sink in that she was really a mom. This was her baby. The one she had grown inside of her for eight and a half months and had gone through hours of labor for.
She was already so in love with Sai before she was born, she couldn’t even imagine how much more in love with her she was after she was born. Seeing her tiny covered feet and adorable little eyes and fingers- it was almost too much for Sana. She almost felt like she was going to burst with love for her daughter. When she held her for the first time, she honestly thought she was going to die from just how in love with Sai and her mamas she was. It almost hurt. She loved them so much.
“Are you okay baby?” Mina asked. It was a few days after Sana had given birth, and she was about to be released from the hospital. Tzuyu was with Sai, getting her ready to leave the hospital for the first time.
“Yeah.” Sana hadn’t stopped smiling since she had first laid eyes on Sai. “Yeah, I’m going to be fine. I just, love you guys so much.” Tears came to Sana’s eyes as she said that.
“Are you about to cry?”
“I had a baby a few days ago don’t judge me my hormones are insane. And not in a fun way.” Sana joked, wiping her tears with one hand.
“Hey it’s okay. We love you too.” Mina kissed Sana’s forehead. “And that’s very funny, but the doctor said eight weeks.”
“Six weeks.” Sana corrected.
“Right.” Mina giggled. “But I’m guessing six will be early.”
“We’ll see.” Sana giggled, pulling Mina into a kiss. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
At least, until she became a mom at twenty one. But even if people didn’t think that of her anymore, she didn’t care. She cared so much more about Sai and Mina and Tzuyu.
#this got long oops#i'm on a plane and my computer has four percent lets hope this works#twice#minatozaki sana#chou tzuyu#myoui mina#sai#au au
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hii i’m loving your fics and looking forward to reading more! i’ve started to get into abo thanks to you so i thought i’d request an abo fic with pierre/max (alpha pierre and omega max preferred) kind of a didn’t know they were dating kind of situation where everyone assumes they are together because of how much they smell of each other and them eventually realizing they like each other, would love to also see people’s reaction when they realize they weren’t dating before
hi sweetie!
Thank you for your kind words! I'm really happy you like my fics and that I have made you enjoy omegaverse a bit more. Your prompt sounded really cute so here we go! I made it a college au so I apologise if you wanted a grid au, don't be afraid to message me if you want something else!
Might not be perfect but it was really cute to write so....
Here we gooo, hit "read more" to read the whole thing or follow this link to my ao3 account.
“Pierre, what are we eating tonight?”
“The better question would be if you have done the groceries today.”
“….I can go right now.”
“I’ll look up something for tonight as long as you get me the stuff I need. We need to cook properly more often, you like to order in way too much.”
Max just raises an eyebrow at Pierre because while technically his flatmate isn’t wrong, it’s not his fault that he can’t cook. The alpha opens his laptop and Max already knows he’s going through his bookmarks. Pierre liked reading those food blogs while Max never understood what could be so enjoyable about reading recipes. He has no right to complain though, Pierre’s cooking abilities most likely is the only thing keeping them alive.
Two years ago they both started the same college course. Since secondary genders were mixed the teachers wanted to stimulate intergender communication and work by always pairing an omega and an alpha. More often than not Max was stuck with alpha’s who thought they didn’t need to do anything. That Max would just do everything like they asked and that those assholes would just get good grades. But he wasn’t like that. During his life he had been surrounded by quite a few older and strong-willed omega’s that showed him that he didn’t need to listen to anyone’s commands. So when his partner was too much of an asshole he’d just turn in his project with only his name on it.
Pierre though, he had been the first alpha that threated him with complete respect. It made the progress on the projects way easier and Max enjoyed having someone he could work together nicely with. Teachers must have noticed that both their names were always on the project and paired them together more often. After that they started to sit together during classes, breaks and even plan stuff outside of school. Their friendship developed quite fast and they soon went from discussing project plans to looking for flats they could rent together.
Renting houses was quite expensive in this area was way too expensive to go without a flatmate for long. That had been the sole reason for moving in, but Max definitely didn’t mind being able to spend more time with Pierre. Traveling home alone as an omega after a night of projects, movies or even drinking became annoying quite fast. Pierre did offer to walk him home for safety but they soon developed a rhythm in which they just stayed over, sometimes even sleeping in the same bed. It felt safe, not that Max wanted to admit that to anyone.
“Found it,” Pierre announces and Max observes how he notes down all the ingredients on their grocery list, making it even longer than it already was. It slightly annoys him because grocery shopping isn’t his favorite thing to do.
“I’ll back in an hour,” he tells the alpha with a pout, getting a roll of his eyes and a smile in return. “You’re going to get food, not present the results of your research to Ms. Grocher. Stop acting like you’re going to die, you idiot.”
“It’s close enough,” Max argues and he leaves their apartment with a laugh. Grocery shopping isn’t even that hard, Pierre actually notes down the stuff in order of how you walk through the shop. That way he doesn’t have to search for everything individually, because Pierre soon found out that sometimes left the omega in the shop for half a day, or coming home with only half of the stuff they needed.
It’s not too busy, which is a relief. Being stifled by scents, hormones and have bodies pressing against him that aren’t Pierre’s isn’t something Max was looking forward to. That one song the alpha had on repeat this week is stuck in his head so he hums it and he starts planning what they could do this weekend.
Lando said he needed an omega night this weekend so he’s going to be gone on Friday night. But maybe he could watch a movie with Pierre on Saturday night? And the weather was supposed to be amazing on Sunday so they could go shopping first before visiting the park.
And Pierre had been talking about getting a cat too so maybe they could call the shelter so they could visit on Sunday? He hadn’t been completely convinced at first but the more he saw Pierre’s eyes sparkle when talking about it, the more he was willing to incline. The image of them sitting in the sun on their balcony with the little feline playing around their feet doesn’t stop it either.
“Yo, Verstappen! Are you going to keep ignoring me?
A mad French accent stops his planning and he’s suddenly faced with Charles. “What no,” he replies, “I wasn’t ignoring you at all.”
Charles gives him an unimpressed look, the familiar scent of the omega softly interacting with his. “You’ve been staring at that shrimp for 5 minutes now. Unless it reminds you of Pierre I can’t imagine it’s that interesting.”
Why would it remind him of Pierre?
Wait. He really has been slow today so he shakes his head. “No of course it doesn’t you pervert, stop thinking about his dick please. I’ve just been thinking about our plans for this weekend.”
A grin appears on Charles’ face and Max really feels like he’s missing something. “Anything special? Pierre doesn’t tell me anything lately.”
“Well, Friday night is going to be with you guys. I’m going to look for a movie for Saturday to make up for it and we’re probably going to go shopping and visit the shelter on Sunday. You know how Pierre has been talking about getting a cat,” he explains.
“Wait, you’re getting a kid together?” Max can literally smell how surprised the other omega is, but honestly has Charles hit his head?
“No, we’re getting a cat. Like I just told you.”
“Man Max, how are you a top student when you’re this slow? One day there is going to be an alpha who tricks you into being his. Getting pets together is like starting a family, those little rats are going to be part of you two. Lord knows how the two of you got together, both of you can be so oblivious.”
Should he start worrying about Charles? “Pierre and I aren’t-“
But before he could fully explain that Charles misunderstood, he’s getting called away. “I’ll come to visit after the two of you get your kid, I want to see the little rat!”
“Who says I’m going to let you?!”
Max is still grumbling about it when he gets home. How is it that Charles is that confused about the two of them? He doesn’t pay Pierre much mind, walking past him to the kitchen without saying much. This has never been something Max had to overthink but now it feels like he’s years too late.
Suddenly there are two warm hands on his hips and he feels Pierre stand behind him. He gets pulled back into somewhat of a hug and he’s being scented. It’s strange because Pierre normally doesn’t do it like this, so out of nowhere. They live together so of course they smell like each other, sometimes scenting each other after a bad day, after news or just on the couch while watching a movie. But he doesn’t resist it because it smells like home, it’s warm and relaxing and it stops Max from stressing over Charles’ words.
Because as much as he couldn’t explain it to Charles, he can’t explain it to himself either. They live together, always have plays together and he really enjoys Pierre’s company. He really hopes it’s the other way around too because he wouldn’t mind staying like this, together, for a long time. He wouldn’t mind staying like this forever, his mind corrects him, because he really doesn’t know how he would cope if he would have to do everything without Pierre.
And that realization scares him as much as it settles him down. Because it’s new, risky and it could have him loose everything but at the same time it explains so much. Even Charles’ words make sense now. Together with Pierre, Max feels like he could take on the world. And having a little kitten with them would feel like the first extension of their family.
Yet it’s scary that he could lose everything that is this because he doesn’t truly know if Pierre feels the same.
“Max, love, what’s wrong? Can you tell me what happened, sweetheart?”
Pierre’s scent is concerned, his hug from behind even stronger and Max never realized just how much the alpha seemed to care about him too. “Why aren’t we one yet?”
He doesn’t specify anything because they could be so much. They could be boyfriends, lovers, mates, each other’s and so much more. Hell, even family could be used to describe it but he’s so unsure of what Pierre would want them to be that he doesn’t dare to label it.
Max feels Pierre still and he stops breathing for a second. This could go so wrong. “Would you be willing?”
The question is soft and sweet and everything Max would want to hear but something in him breaks because he has never heard Pierre so insecure. It triggers something in him because how can Pierre not see that he would give up the world if the alpha asked. He breaks free from the alpha’s grip, turns around and faces Pierre. “I would be more than willing,” he promises.
He can smell their scents spiking and he looses himself in the feeling of Pierre kissing him, scenting him, marking him. He has never felt this whole before and he has absolutely no regrets. It’s like he found that last thing he didn’t know yet his heart was missing.
“Please, please,” he begs, not even quite sure what he’s truly asking for. He just knows that after so long he wants to be Pierre’s, completely his. And have the alpha as his to have, to share his life with.
“Are you sure? Max, I want you to be completely sure, I can’t have you regret this,” Pierre asks him and the alpha’s voice grounds him, breaks him free from the desperation and the want for a few seconds. Just long enough.
“I’ve never been so sure of something,” he replies and lets himself be lead into the bedroom they’ve been sharing most nights, too lazy to go to their own. Anything else is forgotten, he only feels the love he holds for Pierre.
It’s omega night and he’s jittery for some reason. Like he wants to go home to Pierre but he doesn’t have to be, so why? It’s strange because he has never been overly dependent on someone and he doesn’t like to be. But something in him longs for his alpha and he doesn’t completely hate it. Pierre told him that he should just enjoy tonight, they still had the whole weekend so he let himself enjoy the presence of the other omega’s. Or at least, he’s trying.
He’s in the middle of the omega pile, surrounded by calm and loving scents as he listens to the others give Lando advice on how to finally confess to Carlos. Hell, Max always thought the kid was hopeless about love but after last week he realized he was just as bad.
The conversation dies and Max finds himself hesitating, still somewhat scared to let himself be so vulnerable. “Did anyone else become really clingy after the first time together with their alpha?”
It’s silent for a second before Lando groans and mumbles, “Does this mean I have to wait more than a year before Carlos is going to fuck me?”
Seb sighs and apparently decides to interfere to calm the younger omega down. “No Lando, you don’t need to wait a year. You can wait if you want to, both are totally fine. It’s different for everyone. I’m sure Max just got reminded of the early stages of his relationship because of your talk.”
Well. Max doesn’t want to be the one to tell Seb that he’s wrong but he is, so it seems he has to. “We only got together a few days ago.”
Lando squeaks, “Does that mean I can get fucked that fast?”
Charles slaps Lando before sassing him. “You could’ve long been fucked already if you had just gotten your shit together and confessed. Carlos always gives you heart eyes,” before he turned to Max, “So you’re telling me you weren’t actually together when you told me about your little family plans?”
He shakes his head.
“How did you manage to live together with him so long before confessing your love to him? We could all see how smitten you guys were, hell we could even smell it. You two were disgustingly cute.”
Max thought about it for a bit. “Sometimes you don’t need to declare something for it to be. It just felt so right that I never really thought about it, it didn’t feel necessary. Now I know that maybe I should’ve because it made me even happier.”
“You smell disgustingly in love,” Charles tells him, “but for your information, I went into heat immediately after my first time. You might want to tell Pierre to prepare for that.”
Oh.
Oh.
Help.
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@kylermalloy asked: Okay I love your Stydia takes! So I wanna hear your rundown of Stydia’s feelings for each other throughout TW. Like, season by season or one significant moment to the next. When exactly did they realize they had feelings for each other, when did they know it was love, etc. ❤️
Kyler, I have so many thoughts about this ask that it’s going to take two posts to cover it all. Bet you didn’t know what you were getting into! Then again, maybe you did...😉
The way I see it, Stiles always had feelings of love for Lydia. Many will say it started out as a crush. I guess I can’t blame them. After all, the word “crush” was used on TW, even as late as s6. But I don’t believe that is an accurate word to describe Stiles’s feelings for Lydia. Not when he has held those feelings since he was eight years old. Not when he has always believed in her so completely. Not when, on more than one occasion, he put himself between Lydia and anything that would seek to hurt her – like a psychotic alpha werewolf, to name just one. For me, the label “crush” is a bit reductive, and it implies that Stiles didn’t know Lydia well enough for his feelings to be genuine. However, Stydia fans (including Scott) know this isn’t true because Stiles has been paying attention to Lydia ever since they were kids. And his not so little speech at the Winter Formal, proves that he did in fact know her better than anyone else in her inner circle – probably even Allison (sorry).
That said, as deep and as real as Stiles’s affection for Lydia is from day one, it doesn’t mean there was no room for growth. Love grows. That is its very nature. And, throughout the series, as Stydia got to know each other better, his love most certainly did grow. Stiles was consistently there for Lydia, encouraging her to be herself by showing her that she could be appreciated for who she really is. As a result, she began to open up to him, and they were able to build a real friendship, one that was based on mutual care and admiration. They worked closely together, challenged each other, supported each other, and in doing so, came to understand each other on the deepest kind of level. One might say they even formed an emotional tether. During that time, Stiles was also maturing as a person. So, what changed was not so much his feelings – but rather, the way he expressed them. He was patient and honest with Lydia. He respected her boundaries and just plain continued to love her in every sense of the word. And in the meantime, he became more than a friend... He became the love of her life too.
There are so many Stydia moments to analyze and get starry eyed over, but I’ll narrow it to just six...or this post will end up being 100k. So here they are...
My Top 6 Stiles Loves Lydia Moments:
Formality 1x11 “Well I think you look beautiful.”
What’s remarkable about this scene is that it’s so subtle. Stiles is probably going through a whirlwind of emotions in that moment, but it never shows. He stays calm. He doesn’t make that moment about Jackson’s attitude. He doesn’t make it about the hurt he feels over seeing Lydia struggling and knowing it’s because she still cares what Jackson thinks. He simply focuses on Lydia, and that is what gives him the courage to tell her something he has probably wanted to say since the moment he picked her up. He’s not trying to flatter or flirt with her when he tells her that she looks beautiful. His tone is pure and sincere, and he looks directly into her eyes. His message is clear. He simply wants her to know that he sees her as a person – one who is beautiful inside and out, who deserves kindness and care. And, in doing so, he turns an awkward moment into their first true moment of connection.
Omega 2x01 “Just...find her.”
This is the prequel to “If you die, I will literally go out of my freaking mind.” Lydia is missing from the hospital and Stiles is once again faced with the possibility of losing someone he loves. As much as he wants to find her, Stiles realizes there are limits to what he can do. But it doesn’t matter because he isn’t trying to be the hero. He just wants to know she is alive and safe, and when he pleads with Scott to find Lydia, there is nothing but love coming across.
Alpha Pact 3x11 “That was really smart.”
An obvious selection, but that doesn’t make it any less special. It’s such a complex scene with so many nuances. The look in Stiles’s eyes after that kiss is one of my favorites. That look speaks volumes. (Thank you, Dylan.) It’s the look of a boy who has just experienced the physical representation of everything he feels for Lydia. The look of a boy who already knew he was in love, and probably didn’t think he could fall deeper...yet somehow, he did. I also believe that it was the first time Stiles realized that Lydia might share his feelings. At the same time, he pays attention, he listens to her. And the way she deflects by repeating “I read it somewhere”, along with the changes in her expression and body language, those signs give him the impression that she isn’t ready to talk about what just happened. So instead of blurting out “I love you” (like he probably really wanted to) Stiles says, “That was really smart”. It had to hurt to withhold his feelings, especially for someone as open and honest as Stiles, but his restraint shows a great deal of maturity. It’s the selfless act of someone whose love is true, someone who is able to put the feelings of the person he loves ahead of his own.
Galvanize 3x15 “Don’t start doubting yourself now.”
I love this scene. It’s so soft... Maybe another obvious choice, but it’s also a defining moment that can’t be overlooked. The comfort level between Stiles and Lydia here is unparalleled – and not just because she is lying on his bed (though ahem...that DOES deserve an honorable mention). Stiles is no longer the boy from s1 who nearly implodes whenever Lydia touches him. They are close friends, and his confidence in the relationship they have built shows in every second of this scene – from the way he strides over to her and kneels in front of her, to the way he keeps eye contact and the way his right hand never leaves her wrist (thank you, gifs, for highlighting that glorious detail btw). Even his words of comfort are more assertive than we have ever heard. Things like “You knew it. You felt it”, “Don’t start doubting yourself now”, and “I’d go back to that school right now just to prove it” are rolling off his tongue. THAT’S how much he believes in Lydia. To me, every one of those is an I love you. Which is why, even though we ALL probably thought they were going to kiss in this moment, it doesn’t even matter that they didn’t. Initial disappointment aside, it’s actually better. Their connection is so present, they didn’t even have to. If that’s not LOVE...
The Sword and the Spirit 5x14 “Lydia, you have to wake up.”
Am I the only one who felt reborn watching this scene play out? It was like an oasis in the Stydia desert we had been suffering through! Stiles is completely perfect in this scene (as usual) – from the careful way he takes Lydia’s hand, to how he looks at her, to the way he speaks to her. The emotion is palpable, the pain and fear are as raw as the quiver in his voice. So is his love. He is ALL IN in this moment and every moment after. Even that last little touch tells a story. He has already decided he is not letting go of Lydia. He controls his anger when Natalie barges in and dismisses him without a second thought. He is focused on Lydia and steady in his resolve to get her out of Eichen House. He channels his love into pure determination, and ultimately saves her life.
Memory Lost 6x01 “Remember I love you.”
Remember I love you...
Okay, that one line is enough because we’ve all memorized the entire speech. It’s the love confession we waited 6 seasons for, and damn, was it a BEAUTY! I think what makes it so profound, and what separates it from any other moment between them up to that point, is that Stiles is not only sure of his love for Lydia – he is also sure that she loves him too. It’s a tragic time to realize this, but it’s beautiful just the same because his hope has become reality. The expression on his face, just moments before, when she says “I’m not leaving you” is priceless, and her refusal to leave him is ultimately what gives Stiles the confidence to finally tell Lydia he loves her and always has. That’s one of the many things that is so outstanding about their love. It gives each of them patience as well as courage. Patience to wait for the other to be ready and courage to take some pretty remarkable leaps forward, knowing the other with be there to catch them if they stumble. So, when Stiles knows he is going to be taken, knows that there is no escape from the Wild Hunt, he makes a choice. He puts all of his faith in Lydia and their capital L Love, knowing that she will be the one to remember him, that she will be able to pull him back one more time.
Thank you, Kyler for the ask. Thank you, to anyone who read this. Thank you, @twlucy31 for the help.
Lydia’s post is already in the works...done.
#stydia#stiles#stiles loves lydia#asks#teen wolf#stydia through the years#my thoughts#when I talk about Stydia I ramble#sorry not sorry#Formality#1x11#Omega#2x01#Alpha Pact#3x11#Galvanize#3x15#the sword & the spirit#5x14#Memory Lost#6x01#kyler asks#remember I love queue
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The Draconic Demon Within: Chapter 4: A Demon’s All-Consuming Rage
The Draconic Demon Within
Genres: Romance, Friendship/Family, Drama/Angst, Hurt/ Comfort, & New Adult Fanfiction
Vera's April 2018 Prompts: Soul, Empyrean, Savage, Memory, Trust, Fear, Unstoppable , Resilient, Supernatural (Implied) Lost (Implied) and Loathing.
Nalu Lovefest 2017 Prompts: Dreams
Nalu Week 2019 Prompts (Implied:) Lost, Curse, Trial, Treasure, Chance and possibly Bare.
Pairing: Nalu/EndLu,( Natsu x Lucy/ E.N.D. x Lucy)
Rating: M for language, steamy and mature adult sexual content (all consensual) in these and future chapters. Reader Direction is advised.(You have been warned!)
Summary: Now faced with the reality of who he is truly is, the son of Igneel must contend with the new darker instincts of his new demonic identity- all while navigating through his ever-growing, intense feelings for a particular celestial wizard. Originally a Submission (semi -au) for Nalu lovefest 2017 (on my previous celestialgeekmage account and now an entry for nalu week 2019 with chapter 3. (Also was on my earliest previous accounts of teamedwardjace/Twishadowhunter in the past. Also part of Vera's April 2018 prompt challenge from fic-writers appreciation on cosmicdragonwizard).
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Chapter 4: A Demon's All- Consuming Rage
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A/N: Hey guys, it's your girl back again with another installment of TTDW! Fun fact: Being temporarily off work for a few weeks due to pandemic has provided some extra free time to edit and posta new chapter for this fic ( which is on account of the temporary closures of public institutions, and public spaces along with non-essential businesses/services in Ontario-the Canadian province I'm from). This isn't to suggest I'm not without fear or concern about the pandemic or potential effects on global infrastructure but at least I'm mostly coping as best as anyone can at this time. Hope you guys are all too. ( A bit more on this in the A/N at the end of this chapter .) Anyway, hope that this chapter and my other fanfics along with those from amazing writers can help you all while stuck at home. All right, that's pretty much my whole spiel for now. Without further ado, here's Chapter 4 of TTDW-Enjoy!
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"Your body is full of rage.
Every sinew. It is easy to read.
You speak volumes with a clenched fist."
( Paolo Bacigalupi: The Drowned Cities)
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"Seriously? Luce's alive?
That…. I can't...
A wave of overjoyed relief was washing over Natsu from the spectacular news about his best friend still breathing.
"Hear that Luce?!" He sobbed, not bothering to wipe the moisture from his eyes." You're alive and gonna be okay— Thank God! Really... don't ... know what I'd do without ya…," Scarlet-red eyes remained focused/trained on the face on the motionless angel in his arms.
"Pretty sure the guild and the rest of the people we know would be just as devastated if they lost such an incredible person and wizard . Glad you're okay either way though." Natsu's hands were stroking sweat-plastered strands of Lucy's hair back from her eyes with delicate care .
Really glad she's still in fact alive and kicking…
In that very moment , it was as if the world had fallen away; leaving just the two of them. Nothing else seemed to matter then . Not cold-blooded enemies in the room, or the recent battle just moments before; Not even E.n.d's unnerving metamorphosis. Just a dragon-demon and his most precious star with those subtle breaths, the visible rise and fall of her chest that somehow escaped any kind of major notice before.
Words can't even describe how relieved I am . Digits combed through Lucy's blonde tresses from crown to tip in a physical display of tender affection.
Hmm... Lucy's hair feels really nice. Natsu couldn't help but marvel at texture of her beneath his fingertips .Don't think I've ever stopped to fully appreciate it before .
"Gotta say that your hair feels really nice, Luce." Natsu voiced this innermost thoughts aloud; though his words were coming in soft. ."Smells real amazin' too."
Damn was the appealing fragrance of jasmine with a hint of cyclamen flooding his senses beyond intoxicating."like jasmine and that other flower we saw once— cyclamen, I think. . You've been using a new scented shampoo again, I see. Not that I'm complainin'."
"Psh—Listen to me" Natsu tacked on with a rueful chuckle that was still a bit thick from all that weeping before. " Gettin' all sentimental and crap. Hell... stripper would never even let me live it down if he heard . Still be damn proud of you though just like I am for how well you handled yourself in battle. Why don't we tell him all about it once you're awake and we're out of here?. Bet he'd like that . Till then, the two of us just need to sit tight and figure out our next move, okay?"
Wait ...
The fire demon's hands continued their fond movements- only for blood to freeze in his veins when noticing an unsightly contusion on Lucy's forehead; accented by a small gash just above her brow.
When did this happen? I swear those injuries hadn't there been seconds before .. .
Crimson eyes scanned his best friend's battered frame for further damage in alarm . My God... Natsu's breath caught in his throat at the sight of that line of discolorations on her legs . Not to mention all those scratches along with the small gash peeking out through the tattered remains of Lucy's Star dress .
"Oh Luce..." He sighed, remorseful voice breaking on her name. "Can see that you're in pretty rough shape right now. I'm so sorry. Honestly don't know how or why you had a delayed reaction to all the damage. But this wouldn't have happened if I only had grabbed you and run or got your spirits to transport you to their world, Hell— Maybe we could've both escaped and I could've helped kept you safe while figuring out this new demon form means for us together. Anyways, time to put pressure on your wound."
A hand tore a loose piece of fabric to apply pressure on the hemorrhaging wound. "See? You'll be okay . Gonnal get ya' all fixed up and good as new in no time ."
Damn Luce stills looks like an angel to me, Natsu mused in reverent admiration . Even with those injuries...
"Ooh- how cute!" Jackal's dervisie voice cut through the other demon’s reverie; whose arms automatically protectively tightened around Lucy's frame out of fierce instinct-automatic without a second though. Not to mention those two pair of eyes he could sense that set him on edge."
"Aw Damn." Jackal broke in again with a gleeful taunt that bordered on sadistic."That poor,pretty girl of you is covered in ugly bruises and scratches, Dragneel."
That little ...
Natsu's head automatically snapped around to meet Jackal with a baleful snarl. Damn was that all that black rage roaring in his veins all too consuming.
"There's that growling again" Jackal cackled, clearly unfazed at by the alpha demon's bared canines ." Bared fangs and what not. Such a shame what happened to Blondie here , or is it? You really did a number on her, huh Tempester?"
"Huh," Tempester mused, bland disinterest colouring his tone."it seems I did . Kind of forgot that my curses can sometimes have o delayed side effects on people . Who knows? That pathetic wrench might even have internal bleeding.
"You goddamned bastard!" The flame- eater raged, fury boiling over. "Lucy ain't pathetic or some kind of toy to play with ... God.. All those injuries… are you fault and . I swear that You're both gonna pay for what you did to her!"
"Oh-You think so?" Jackal scoffed with let out another infantilizing laugh —beyond infuriating .
"Someone's rattled." Tempster pointed out, listless eyes trained on the stone-brick wall ahead. "Unfortunate."
"You don't say," Jackal deadpanned, with a disdainful roll of the eyes ."But Seriously Though , E.N.D, do you even hear yourself? .I mean getting all riled up over a human girl in that way —talk about pathetic. Sure said girl is extremely beautiful with a killer bod and feisty personality to boot—I'll give you that. But is she worth losing your cool over or fraternizing with? I don't think so and neither should you . God knows all that pent up rage and aggression would be far more suited for another cause. Not to mention, you'd better off without her life tainting your judgement and hindering your full potential as the most powerful of all etherious. So let's resolve this, shall we? Hand over the celestial wizard and I'll gladly dispose of her for you . Sound good?"
" 'Sound good?'Sound Good?!’ Are you kidding me?"!
Good God did those last words only serve to incense the snarling dragon further.
" There's no way in hell I'm gonna give Lucy up or let either of you touch her!"
"Come on Dragneel-be reasonable."
"No-rot in hell!"
"Oh honestly E.N.D.-"
"My name is Natsu!"
"Well okay then, Natsu— Just calm down ." Jackal's couldn't seem to resist reprimanding the fire demon; as if he were some errant child pitching a fit ."You're being ridiculous. Anyways, tell you what. I promise to make her death as qui-"
"Shut up!"
" Quick and mostly painless..."
"I said shut up!" En.d's voice rose to an ear-splitting roar that could've struck terror into the hearts of the gods themselves. "Try anything on her and I swear I'll kill you!"
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To Be Continued
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A/N: Well that's Chapter 4 folks- hope you enjoyed! Now a bit more about the pandemic situation in Ontario . Like many other provinces and countries around the world,, the government of Ontario has opted to shut down/ temporarily close non-essential services, businesses, public spaces and institutions to help curb the spread of the virus for a few weeks (or more) before spring break. Such institutions include all schools and childcare centres/ services in those settings which applies to the childcare company I'm currently employed with. You know on account of most of their centres and programs being based in public schools. (Independently-run Daycares also remain closed. And yes i'm a ECE by trade for any who were wondering or didn't already). Schools and child cares were tentatively scheduled to reopen after April 5th; though the closures have been extended for another month (according to Doug Ford (the premier/leader of Ontario). Not ideal but at least it gives me some extra time for me to work on things alongside my writing(i.e editing upcoming chapters for fics and WIPS). All right folks, that's all I have to say on that subject.
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