Boa | twenty-something | German |
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“Where are you going?”
Allison turns slowly, looking at Stiles who’s standing at the bottom of the stairs. She has been trying to leave as quietly as possible, but it seems that Stiles has still been awake to hear the keys turn in the door. She adjusts her bag on her shoulder.
“Is it because of Scott.” It’s not a question, the way Stiles says it. Allison tenses.
“He’s in over his head. I trust in his abilities, but following their pack into the woods alone, for a treaty… that’s madness! He could get himself killed!” Allison knows that Scott wouldn’t approve of her plan. But she will not sit at home and wait helplessly for him to return to safety.
Stiles steps closer, tilting his chin up slightly.
“And you think getting yourself killed by recklessly encroaching on werewolf territory, Alpha territory no less, is any better?”
“What do you want, Stiles?” Allison grits her teeth. She won’t let him stop her. She won’t let him keep her from bringing Scott back alive.
But to her surprise he’s not trying to stop her. Stiles moves closer, pulling his car keys from his hoodie pocket.
“I’m coming with you.”
Allison stares at him.
“Why…why are you helping me with this? You could die!”
Stiles smiles slightly, shrugging.
“Because for him, it’s worth it.”
She’s silent after these words.
There’s really nothing she can add to it.
Back in October/November, the Teen Wolf Reverse Bang started out. My fanart that you can see here got assigned to the absolutely amazing merlin-emrys that not even shared headcanons with me, but also fed me Scott and Stiles friendship stories while times were rough. I am so, so happy to be able to see my fanart with their fanfic together. Here’s another fanart I did for my partner that is slightly related.
If you want to read Scott and Stiles friendship in its essence with great writing, please go check out this fanfic:
Fanfic: One
Snippet: You had been children when you met, all those years ago when everything seemed important yet nothing seemed to matter, not really. You met back when you were both still white blank pages, free of the years of other people’s words and the stains of experience. You could have been anyone. You could have been anything.
EDIT: New tumblr is dumb and won’t show this unpixelated unless you click them, I am sorry.
Holiday card finally finished! (They’re channeling Power Puff Girls a little with that color scheme…let’s say it was intentional.)
(As always, if you’re interested in buying you’re own 5x7 card, it’s here in my Etsy shop!)
Still chugging along…I want to give Stiles a hat for symmetry’s sake with Allison, but my eye keeps going right to it. Maybe once I do the detail on the crochet/knitting pattern on Allison’s, it’ll balance it out.
This is for merlin-emrys, my partner in crime for the Teen Wolf reverse bang. I am very excited to see what my partner will have done once the fanfic is finished, guys, I already saw snippets and it is amazing. All the Scott and Stiles friendship feelings. ALL OF THEM.
So this is for you. You are awesome and I love your ideas and thoughts.
“Aren’t those for the trick or treaters?”
“…you’re home early…”
Julie, you draw the cutest domestic scenes.
“Nice shot, Reyes, that Ravenclaw didn’t know what hit him!”
“That last curve ball wasn’t half bad, either, Stilinski. Too bad you hit the keeper.”
“…there was a gust of wind.”
“Sure, Batman, whatever you say. But Whittemore looks pissed that Ravenclaw got a free pass for that.”
“Do you think he’ll bench me again? That was my first game in ages!”
“He looks murderous. I’ll bring flowers to your funeral.”
“Reyes!”
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Team Free Wolf decided that they’d keep with the Halloween tradition of matching costumes that Stiles and Scott kept to all these years.
Happy Halloween!
I guess they’re driving away from a sunset or maybe it’s an explosion but either way it is pretty illegal
Too Many Teens In A Jeep And Derek.png.
“Scott, my buddy, my bro, my best friend…”
“Stiles, what are you planning this time?”
“I am wounded! Why do you always assume I plan something? Well… okay, so I overheard the paintings gossiping about a corpse in the woods. We should go and take a look!”
“Stiles, I have Quidditch practice, and Finstock said that if I lose anymore house points, he’ll even ban me from the bench! And I always end up losing house points when you have “a plan”.”
“Those air quotes are harsh, dude.”
“I had you before.”
“Yeah and you still got me, okay? So …life fulfilled.”
This is lovely!
