Here is a piece I did some time ago for Spots and Claws Artbook project. If you didn’t know it’s based off of this video I did. Anyway I’m so glad to have been part of this, thank you for having me !

You can’t purchase the artbook because it was made for Thomas Astruc, but you can find and dowload it here, it’s free !!! Look at all these beautiful artworks !!! There’s even writings !!

Thank you to everyone who made this project come to life !!

And Stiles Makes Four

Summary: What if Adam wasn’t the only child that John Winchester fathered?
Characters: Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Dean Winchester, & Sam Winchester
Word Count: 661 [tags below the cut]
Warnings: Language

Author’s Note: Please be gentle.

Originally posted by simon-lewis

Stiles spun around to face his friend. “How could you not tell me?”

“I was trying to protect you.”

“Dude, I can handle myself.”

Scott arched a brow. “Really? You can handle yourself?” With lightning fast reflexes, Scott charged his friend, sending dirt and grass through the air. Shrieking in surprise, Stiles dropped to the ground and covered his head. Smirking, Scott shook his head and bent down to shake his friend’s shoulder. With wide eyes, Stiles stood and wiped the dirt from his clothes.

“Yeah, you killed it, Stiles.”

“I got out of the way, didn’t I?”

Rolling his eyes, Scott gave up the fight with a chuckle. “Yeah, I guess you did.”

“Dude, you’re a goddamn werewolf!”

“Trust me, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.”

Stiles scoffed. “Whatever, man. You’re frigging faster than anything I’ve ever seen and… dude, have you bitten anyone?”

“God, no!”

“Really?”

“Stiles.”

“What? It’s an honest question.”

Scott turned away and started walking towards the house. “It’s a shitty question.”

Jogging to catch up, Stiles grabbed his friend’s arm. “Stop, man. Why are you acting like this?”

“You know why, Stiles.” Scott’s chocolate brown eyes flashed in irritation before he continued, “Your brothers are hunters, they kill things that go bump in the night; things like me. You’re honestly pissed that I didn’t tell you I’m a werewolf?”

Stiles ran a hand through his hair, huffing out a breath through his nose. “C’mon Scott. I… they wouldn’t do anything to you.”

“Right, because they have a history of letting the good monsters go.” Scott turned away and stormed up to his house.

Never one to give up, Stiles chased Scott into the house. “Does anyone else know?”

“Just the asshole that bit me. And Derek.”

Stiles’s eyebrows shot up. “Derek. Derek Hale knows you’re a werewolf.”

“Y- yeah. He’s sort of been helping me.”

Dropping down into the chair next to Scott, Stiles muttered, “I can’t believe you told a complete stranger over your best friend.”

“He’s not a complete stranger, Stiles.”

“He’s not your best friend either, Scott!”

Scott ran a hand over his face and up into his hair. “I’m sorry, ok? I was… I wanted to tell you.”

Stiles play-punched Scott in the shoulder, wincing when his friend’s shoulder didn’t budge like it used to. He shook his hand as he winced. “Dude, check you out.”

“Ok, so maybe it is kinda cool.” Scott chuckled sheepishly.

“Wait… what about your mom?”

“No! She can’t know. Promise me you won’t tell her.”

Stiles held up two fingers as if he were a boy scout. “Not a word, man.”


Originally posted by supernaturally-collected

Dean spun the wheel, pulling onto the interstate just outside of Beacon County. “Rise and shine, Sammy, we’re almost there.” Sam yawned loudly from the back seat. Arms shot up before Dean saw a head of shaggy brown hair appear in the rear view mirror.

After he ran a hand through his hair, Sam hunched himself over the seat. “Did you tell him we were comin’?”

“And spoil the surprise? Fuck no. Besides, I wanted to touch base with Chris, see if he knew anything about the uptick in werewolf activity.”

Somehow, Sam managed to wrangle himself over the seat without kicking Dean in the back of the head. Once he was comfortable, he took a drink of Dean’s cold coffee, grimacing as he swallowed it. “Fuck, that’s nasty. When was the last time we stopped?”

Dean chuckled. “Not long after you crashed, ‘bout five hours back.”

“Didn’t think I was that tired.”

“Apparently you were, baby brother.”

Sam rolled his eyes. “There’s a gas station. Can we stop?”

He wasn’t about to tell Sam no, so Dean pulled off the Interstate. “Alright, but don’t take too long.”

“I just gotta hit the head and get some coffee. You want anything?”

Dean shifted the car into park and peered out the window at Sam after he stepped out. “Get me some pie!”

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