Eames has the grace to look pleasantly surprised and intrigued, and if it’s a front, it’s beautifully done.
Teen // Words: 1,317
Eames has the grace to look pleasantly surprised and intrigued, and if it’s a front, it’s beautifully done.
Teen // Words: 1,317
Crossover with The Sixth Sense.
No one suspects Arthur. He’s too practical, too organized, too sensible to believe in the supernatural.
Based on the kink meme prompt: Arthur’s real name is Cole Sear.
Action // Romance // Sci-fi/Fantasy // Teen // Words: 21,794
Arthur at seventeen is not the same as Arthur at twenty-nine; Eames is one of the few people to have met Arthur at both ages. Some days, Arthur thinks that if he could go back in time and smack some sense into his teenage self, he would.
A story about lust, love, and the years between.
Maybe they had reached that moment where it was positively suicidal to continue provoking Derek, where it became as dangerous as poking a lethal animal with a sharp stick, but they were supposed to be equals.
Alpha/Beta/Omega // Explicit // Romance // Words: 6,766
In order to protect himself and his dad, Stiles agrees to a bond with Derek, without really understanding what he’s getting into. The series is a WIP but the stories can sort of stand alone.
Girl!Stiles.
But for some reason, when Stiles sees Derek talking to Lydia, the two of them painfully good-looking, all she can think about is that her hair is in a messy ponytail and there’s pizza sauce on the hem of her t-shirt. It’s not like she wants to go on a montage out of a ’90s teen film and come out like Rachel Leigh Cook on a staircase, but Stiles maybe thinks she doesn’t want to look like the homeless one in the pack.
Coming of Age // Explicit // Het // Words: 5,000
Based vaguely off the manga ‘Wild Rock’. Caveman fic (or early tribesmen if you want to be technical). Where Stiles from the Argent tribe is out one night hunting and is captured by the rival Hale tribe’s Hunter Derek, who decides to relieve Stiles of his burdensome virginity. Stiles is okay with this.
Stiles runs away during his first heat, right into the waiting and ambiguously scary arms of the Alpha’s nephew, Derek Hale. He doesn’t have any choice except to submit, but along the way, he digs up a mystery that threatens his family and even the town’s safety.
Alpha/Beta/Omega // AU // Coming of Age // Explicit // Non-con // Romance // Words: 24,522
Derek explained the situation as clearly as he could while leaving out his own relationship with the boys, the alcohol at the party, and the fact they knew Jackson was responsible. Or that any werewolves were involved. Or that Stiles had turned out to be such a responsive little perv.
It was supposed to be a joke when Stiles said the words. He’s sleeping with a werewolf, the collar jokes were bound to come up eventually. Stiles just never thought Derek’s eyes would go blue and for it to get so – Stiles doesn’t know how to describe it, that feeling emanating from Derek beyond intense.
College AU complete with fake boyfriends.
“Eames, I don’t know what dictionary you’re working out of, but my definition of ‘favor’ does not entail asking someone you despise to play escort to your family’s Christmas party.”
Eames glares at him. “I’m not asking you to play escort, merely be my date.”