flint & tinder

anonymous asked:

Can you please find fics where Stiles has magical pets. Like pets that magical creatures or pets that Stiles has a magical bond with. Please and thank you

Yup! I went with familairs,a nd some of these are Derek is his familiar. - Anastasia

Originally posted by softly-satanic

Some Kind Of Familiar by LadyDrace

(1/1 I 1,121 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles is studying to become a witch. And witches have familiars.

Feel A Little by alexenglish

(1/1 I 1,554 I Teen I Sciles)

Stiles’ familiar is getting familiar with someone else’s familiar. It’s disconcerting.

Familiar by Badwolf36

(1/1 I 6,287 I Teen I Sterek)

At first, he thinks the small red-orange creature that’s sitting up in the center of the intricate circle he’s scratched into the dirt with a stick is a cat. He’s almost disappointed at the cliché (Really? A magic user having a cat as a familiar? Really?). But then the smoke dissipates enough that he can see the creature he’s summoned clearly.

He sees the elongated snout, the bushy tail, and the piercing eyes and recognizes the spirit: A fox. The Nogitsune had been a fox spirit, one turned dark and twisted, but a fox nonetheless. And now his familiar, an extension of his soul, an integral part of him, a representation of who he is, shows up as the same creature that once possessed him to cause chaos and death.

Sometimes Destiny Doesn’t Get It Quite Right by Alazan

(3/? I 11,475 I Mature I Sterek)

Stiles is a magic user who meets his Familiar, Derek, at a fairly young age. They become inseparable…until Kate comes into the picture and starts to manipulate Derek.
Stiles feels so neglected and so hurt by Derek’s practical abandonment of him that he goes to extremes. For the bond of master and Familiar is like that of a wedding vow…til death do we part. Stiles ‘dies’ the same night Kate tried to set the Hale’s on fire. Luckily, tragedy was avoided.

The Hales are alive, Kate is arrested, and Stiles is a smart lil trickster who cheated death. But now Derek is guilty and want his place back in Stiles’s life as his familiar, but the bond has been severed. As Stiles reaches puberty and his magical needs blend with his sexual needs, Derek is more than jealous when Stiles seeks out others to help him through those times. Though he’s only got himself to blame, he won’t stop until he gets Stiles’s back, but…has Stiles found a replacement Familiar who’s without a master?

The One with the Cat by ravingrevolution

(7/7 I 29,008 I Teen I Sterek)

“You know this would be easier if I could figure out what the hell I even am,” Stiles retorted before he could stop himself.

“We can discuss that, if you’d like,” Deaton said, as glacially calm as he always was.

Stiles sighed, hearing the instruction behind the blandness.

“A druid is a defender,” he recited, “a warlock’s adept at warring, a magician mimics, a wizard hordes wisdom, a mage is a maker, a sorcerer summons, a spark-”

Or, Stiles is a magical -something he’s still trying to figure out- but it’s hard to be a druid’s apprentice, act normal despite his epic crush on Derek Hale, and not let his tenuous control of his abilities out him at every turn.

Which is about when a magical cat suddenly decides he’s Stiles’ familiar. Because of course that’s what he needs in his life.

The Walls Are Breathing In by secondstar

(7/7 I 41,879 I Explicit I Sterek)

Nothing could go wrong. It was just supposed to be a safe trip to the Nemeton. But this is Beacon Hills and things are rarely that simple. Welcome to the life of Stiles Stilinski.

Or, that time that Stiles accidentally became a sorcerer against his will.

flint & tinder by grimm

(9/9 I 43,593 I Explicit I Sterek)

Casting spells, chasing monsters, wooing your coworkers and fucking them in their offices - it’s all in a day’s work for Stiles Stilinski.

anonymous asked:

Hi! Do you have a tag for Magic!stiles? It's one of my favourites

we have a magic!stiles tag but here are some more!

Indelible Marks (2 works| 275,695 | Rated M)

The house never burned. The pack is strong. Derek will never need to be the alpha, and his sister is a troll. (Actually, most of his family is like that.)

Derek is an apprentice tattoo artist, and Stiles isn’t old enough to get ink of his own yet. But that doesn’t stop him from being interesting…

Castle On The Hill (5/5 | 10,793 | Rated E)

“Is everything okay?”

“Define okay,” Stiles lets out a small, resigned, breathy laugh and wets his lips with his tongue, head still bowed.

“Is that fire I can hear?”

“Yeah, I’m burning my clothes.”

“Why are you doing that?”

“They have blood on them?”

“Scott hasn’t said anything.”

“I – Scott doesn’t know.”

“What?” Derek’s voice falters slightly and Stiles swallows again, trying to remember how to inhale “how does he not know that your clothes are covered in blood?”

“He knows about the blood, he – he doesn’t know why it was there.”

“Oh,” Derek says, pausing for a moment, “why was it there?”

“I killed someone.”

Safe Mind (1/1 | 4,434 | PG-13)

Derek goes missing for a while and comes back full wolf. Only problem is that his mind has gone wolf too, and for some reason the only one he’ll allow near him… is Stiles.

A Thousand Fiery Suns of Angst - Just Press Play (2 works | 20,934 | PG-13)

All Stiles wants from life is to learn to control his magic, keep his grades up, and not die horribly while saving Beacon Hills from supernatural threats. It’s all going pretty well until Derek Hale, werewolf extraordinaire, has to go and ask him on a date. That asshole.

flint & tinder (9/9 | 43,593 | Rated E)

Casting spells, chasing monsters, wooing your coworkers and fucking them in their offices - it’s all in a day’s work for Stiles Stilinski. 

Time to Begin (1/1 | 20,752 | PG-13)

Stiles learns some heavy-duty magic, and Derek convinces him to send him back in time to fix all the mistakes he’s made. But Derek ends up making things worse, and Stiles has to think creatively to save him. And everyone else, including their younger selves.

Because of your love


In a world, six thousand years ago, the time after the Ice Age and before the cultivation of the earth, when Fiore was covered in magnificent trees, a young man and a young woman are running for their lives. Will they find love along the way? / NaLu au, WARNING: smut scene

There was a chasm
There was a mountain
Even when my lost heart
Was unlovable
You spread Your arms out
You laid Your life down for me
Now I’m set free
Now my heart sings

A lightning sliced the gray sky. A terrible thunder followed right after so suddenly that all the animals on the trees and on the earth trembled terrified and hurried to hide themselves in their hollows. The branches of the magnificent pines were now drooping heavily to the ground, as if even they were worried about the upcoming storm. Above the forest a second lightning flashed between the dark, threatening clouds, creating the illusion of a furious, snake-like creature, which was spewing thunders and fire.

Two human figures were racing through the forest as fast as the tall bushes and grasses were letting them. The figures wore mantled with housings and wide hoods protected their faces from the raindrops. If someone could look at them right now he would have thought that they were running from something. And he would have been right because the two figures were desperately trying to reach one of their hideouts, which was going to keep them safe from the storm… and from other terrifying creatures.

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anonymous asked:

I have two requests: Could you rec some fics where Stiles is good at rune magic? And could you rec some NSFW sciles fics?

Here’s magical!stiles and runes. We did the Sciles post here. In the future we’d prefer to have two asks instead of a combined one. It’s just easier for us to answer that way. Thanks! - Anastasia

Originally posted by familiarwords

Consilium by kattenprinsen

(2/? I 1,067 I Teen I No Pairing)

It’s not his fault, he swears, but truth is, even he can’t deny that, yes it was his magic that rose roughly a third of the Beacon Hills cemetery, and yeah, okay, he used up too much of his magic and it took it out of him, literally, by regressing him back into his nine year old body, but! In his defense, sabotage of his rune circle wasn’t exactly his fault.

In which Stiles discovers magic literally runs in his veins, and maybe, okay, definitely dabbles with what he shouldn’t.

Measured in Irreverence by Kedreeva

(1/1 I 2,229 I Explicit I Sciles)

“You’ve been really mouthy all day,” he commented mildly before pressing a kiss to Stiles’ collarbone, slow and warm.

Rune Me by fiface

(3/? I 14,099 I Mature I Sterek)

“Oh, my God!” Stiles gasped, lunging forward into Derek, and wrapping his arms around him. Derek fell backwards slightly, but managed to not fall entirely, his arms returning the gesture, holding Stiles to him.

In The Upper Story by toraten

(2/2 I 15,383 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles accompanies Scott to a werewolf tattoo parlor where Stiles finds an old friend.


The guy almost died in his arms that one time and Stiles saved him by using forbidden ancient Russian rune magic. That sort of makes them friends, right?

Rune by AshVee

(20/? I 16,105 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles Stilinski was sick of it…all of it. The ignorance and the half-measures. He was mostly sick of people expecting something completely impossible. His magic is rooted in study and knowledge, in runes and intention. He can’t raise the dead, even if he did that one time. With the Hale pack in trouble and Peter Hale of all people coming to ask for help, Stiles gets pulled back into Beacon Hills drama.

tomorrow is another day by cywscross

(2/4 I 20,026 I Teen I Steter)

It starts the way it always starts with Stiles – a combination of curiosity, a thirst for new knowledge, and practicality. He ends up making a career out of it.

flint & tinder by grimm

(9/9 I 43,593 I Explicit I Sterek)

Casting spells, chasing monsters, wooing your coworkers and fucking them in their offices - it’s all in a day’s work for Stiles Stilinski.

anonymous asked:

Thank god this blog exist, i literally read everyday some fics who really inspire when i write, thank you! I also was wondering if you know some good fics as Stiles as an wizard/witch?


Aw. Thank you! So glad you’re finding lots of fics to read :) The only wizard!stiles fics I know are harry potter au’s and you can find those ones here But here are the witch!stiles fics I had saved. Happy reading! 

A Thousand Fiery Suns of Angst - Just Press Play by  apocryphal | 20.9K

All Stiles wants from life is to learn to control his magic, keep his grades up, and not die horribly while saving Beacon Hills from supernatural threats. It’s all going pretty well until Derek Hale, werewolf extraordinaire, has to go and ask him on a date. That asshole.

flint & tinder by  grimm | 43.5K

Casting spells, chasing monsters, wooing your coworkers and fucking them in their offices - it’s all in a day’s work for Stiles Stilinski.

Witching Hour by  Birdpeople (DeusExMachina) | 31.6K

The one where Stiles has been a witch for years, but Scott always thought he was joking, until Scott gets bitten and the supernatural becomes all too real for him.

Soulseeker by  alisvolatpropiis | 9.7K

Sighing, Stiles reaches for Derek’s big hands, cradled in his broad lap, his skin lighting up even more at Derek’s touch. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, preparing himself to look for Derek’s soulmate. Whoever you are, he thinks, you better be worth him.

One of Those Couples by  apocryphal | 6.6K

“Oh my God, my magic is seducing you.”

Derek shrugs.

“My magic is seducing you and it’s working,” Stiles says in horror.

Night Owls Early Birds by  Lissadiane | 24.3K

In which Stiles learns he’s a witch, but instead of a wand and a trip to Diagon Alley, he gets blood magic, a grumpy and reluctant owl as his companion, and an accidental blood bond with Derek Hale.

That Which You Cannot Undo by  uraneia | 28.1K

By twenty-eight, Stiles has resigned himself to a quiet life of working in his magic shop, selling Jackson Whittemore fart-inducing tea, and looking after his goddaughter. It’s a good life. But the quiet goes to hell when his sister, Lydia, shows up with a crispy werewolf in her trunk and a bite mark on her shoulder, because hard on her heels comes the hottest person Stiles has ever seen, and he happens to be looking for his uncle.

You know, the dead guy Stiles helped Lydia bury last night.

anonymous asked:

Once upon a time I read a fic where Derek is an agent or cop and he's researching some kind of magical drug that makes people die in a euphoria while they're levitating. Know this? I lost it with my old computer, and would love to reread it.

The fic you’re looking for is flint & tinder by grimm!

Casting spells, chasing monsters, wooing your coworkers and fucking them in their offices - it’s all in a day’s work for Stiles Stilinski.

- E

A Sterek Fic Rec to get through Monday for those not watching the new season:

I’ve compiled a list of new fics, oldies-but-goodies, and all around favorites that I’ve come across over the years. 



High school AU’s:

  • Binomial Coefficients by DevilDoll 
  • So Shed Your Skin and Lets Get Started by halfhardtorock 
  • the lunch table configuration by thepsychicclam 
  • Practice Makes Perfect by blacktofade 
  • This Might Be Irony by thepsychicclam 
  • seems to me it’s chemistry by HalfFizzbin 
  • John Hughes Did Not Direct My Life by nascentgalaxies 
  • We Are So Intimately Rearranged by secondstar 
  • I stopped believing in happy endings by otatop 
  • Why don’t you say so? by sassywerewolfuncle 

College AU’s:

  • No Homo by RemainNameless 
  • There is a Brotherhood by minusoneday 
  • Hemingway Can Suck It by KuriKuri 
  • Losers by stilinskisparkles 
  • It’s Called a Heart Boner by RemainNameless 
  • The Chemistry Between Us by coffeeinallcaps 
  • My Bitchy Soulmate by tee_tee 
  • Hemingway Can Suck it by  KuriKuri
  • Hot Nerd Alert by alisvolatpropiis 
  • A Certain Romance by Vendelin 

Kid fics:

  • DILF by twentysomething 
  • our lives are changing lanes by grimm 
  • Trust In This (Even If You’re Scared Stiff) by otter 
  • Stiles’s Story Time by trilliath 
  • He’s Not Mine by Sunnee 
  • The Littlest Alpha by triedunture 
  • Reasonable to Assume by Saucery 
  • Daddy Do’s by apocryphal 
  • How Derek Met His Smallest Fan by purpleduvet (maga_nw) 

Famous AU’s:

  • soulmates tbh by bleep0bleep
  • my heart’s been offline by thepsychicclam 
  • Midnight Wolf vs Abominable Snowman! by KuriKuri 
  • Take Me Back To The Start by thingcalledlove 
  • Dancing With The Moon by starsandgraces 
  • Play Crack the Sky by  WeAreTheCyclones
  • Just Act Normal by zosofi 
  • Wheatgrass and Froot Loops by WhoNatural 
  • In Fashion by stilinskisparkles 
  • Kiss Me and Fall Asleep by KuriKuri 

Period AU’s:

  • an exaltation of larks by llassah 
  • With Warmest Regards (Affectionately Yours) by asocialfauxpas (fuzzytomato) 
  • Burning Glances (Turning Heads) by Yiichi 
  • Phoenix by Unloyal_Olio 
  • Kindred Spirits by Stoney 
  • I Am Your Liege by relenafanel 
  • Never Did Run Smooth by blacktofade 
  • heart as black as night by thepsychicclam 
  • Like Heaven Catching Lighting by weathervaanes 
  • And the Cry Goes Out by secondstar 

De-aged AU’s:

  • Where Clouds Roll By by ohanotherday 
  • Beware of the Spell by MemeKon 
  • Hold On, Hold Tight (make it through another night) by callunavulgari 
  • The Time Traveler’s Prerogative by weathervaanes 
  • The Time Traveler’s Prerogative by weathervaanes 
  • Baby One More Time by Castielific 
  • Hormonally Yours by Nokomis 
  • Out of the Mouths of Pups by cardel 
  • Sticks and Bones by kellifer_fic 

Apocalypse AU’s:

  • thank god your heart is too close by hoars  
  • In This Twilight How Dare You Speak of Grace by secondstar 
  • The Isolationists by velveteenshadowboxer 
  • Ride by wolfbeater 
  • Come with Me and Walk the Longest Mile by DevilDoll 
  • It’s a mad, mad world by ElisAttack 
  • We, the Monsters by neko_fish 

A/B/O dynamic AU’s:

  • What Stays and What Fades Away (you can’t choose) by standinginanicedress 
  • Knot if You Don’t Knock by jsea 
  • The Chase by saltandbyrne 
  • Nowhere Man by 1lostone 
  • Eat, Knot, Love by pandabomb 
  • Alpha Spikes by starbeast 
  • Hello, Heartbreaker by astoryaboutwar (ofalexandra) 
  • Scent Left Unsaid by bleep0bleep 
  • The Dating Game by lielabell 
  • All You Ever Needed to Know About Knotting by KuriKuri 

Mermaid AU’s (this is me we’re talking about, it was bound to happen):

  • No Oceans Left by zoemathemata 
  • Hurricane Stiles by Shake_n_Blake 
  • Sea Foam and Sunshine by Jenetica 
  • Mermaider by nothing_left_sacred 
  • Sui Tollech Gwanna Tach Omen by atlaspeaks 
  • You Make Me All Achy by Emela 
  • Fathoms Below by Saucery 
  • Cold and Deep with Bite Beneath by orangecrow 
  • Where Angels Dance by xxxillusionxxx 
  • Whatcha’ reading? by scarlettletterr 

Pornstar AU’s:

  • Desperate But Not Serious by sofonisba_found 
  • I want you (no, I mean your art) by ElisAttack 
  • Prepared by ericaismeg 
  • All’s Fair in Orgasms and War by bleep0bleep 
  • Love Runs Wild by DevilDoll 
  • Dating Backwards by RemainNameless 
  • Love Comes in Spurts by talktowater 
  • Skilled Direction by ashley_ingenious 
  • Dude, is porn a taxable income? by ElisAttack 
  • Two Hearts Race (Gay Porn Edition) by kat_fanfic 

Fusion AU’s:

  • That Which You Cannot Undo by uraneia 
  • Not Like Bond & Moneypenny by WhoNatural 
  • Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble by pandacowhipster 
  • By Moon And Stars by kellifer_fic 
  • But Not With Haste by uraneia 
  • Stardust by raisesomehale 
  • Easy Alpha by interropunct 
  • Seriously, it’s like you’re photoshopped. by nevermetawolf 
  • we’re catching bullets in our teeth (it’s hard to do but they’re so sweet) by prettyasadiagram 
  • I thought the world would move on by raisesomehale 
  • Bonding for Beginners by Ember 
  • No Superman by WhoNatural 

Amnesia AU’s:

  • By Any Other Name by entanglednow 
  • Remember Me by stilinskisparkles 
  • Our Memories Are Numbered by rufflefeather 
  • It Starts When You’re Around by strobelighted 
  • should the pillars of memory topple out of my reach by bleep0bleep 
  • And We’ll Be Complicated by ingberry 
  • To Feel Your Heart as It’s Keeping Mine by Vendelin 
  • Ephemeral by thegirlgrey 
  • Take Me Back to the Start by TroubleIWant 
  • The Man in the Snow by mikkimouse


  • Play It Again by metisket 
  • A Desperate Arrangement by mikkimouse 
  • A Life Less Ordinary by Jebiwonkenobi 
  • hope is the thing with feathers by ShanaStoryteller 
  • Stiles, why is Derek Hale passed out on our front porch? by marguerite_26 
  • flint & tinder by grimm 
  • A Thousand Fiery Suns of Angst - Just Press Play by apocryphal 
  • In Desperate Times by Nokomis 
  • Noticed by InTheArmsofaThief 
  • Soulseeker by alisvolatpropiis 

Outsider POV:

  • From the Cradle to the Grave by  jezziejay
  • Five Times the Sheriff Found Derek Hale in His Son’s Bedroom by suzvoy
  • Derelictions of Duty by Regann 
  • the lovers [murderers] in 9B by ofherlionheart 
  • Single Parent, Multiple Problems by hoosierbitch 
  • a target that I’m probably gonna miss by HalfFizzbin 
  • Little Talks by pollitt 
  • hear his alibis by 1001cranes 
  • i’ll fall (forever endlessly) by shipmateee 
  • New Morning by Captain_Loki


There’s so many more wonderful sterek fics out there, probably a handful for any AU or trope you can think of. This is just a little taste of the 30,000+ fics just on Ao3 alone.

I’m so proud of this fandom, lets keep doing us♥


A/N: Back on track (mostly)! These upcoming chapters will be quite fluffy. I will probably post some little smut bonus tomorrow or monday.

Happy reading!


First day of waning gibbous of the third month. Spring.

Dear Diary,

This is my first entry as a wife, or wifey, like Link insists jokingly on calling me.

Yesterday feels like the most amazing dream I could ever have. The wedding came out spectacular and fairytale-like, as a royal wedding, albeit a discreet one, should be: Link looked dashing, the knights did a sword arch for us to pass under, Ashei wore a dress (she looked gorgeous, seriously), and despite all the formality, it was nice.

The celebration here in Ordon was as promised: more sentimiental (we all cried and laughed together), and later we partied until our feet went numb, and fell asleep swiftly - I awoke in the exact position we slept last night.

Under the morning sun I could appreciate better the changes made to the house. It is even better than it was before, the spaces are used more efficiently and the tiny changes in furniture make it cozier: our bed is heavenly comfortable, the couch is big and placed near the fireplace - how cozier can that be?

On the table was a basket with bread, goat cheese, milk and fresh fruit. There were also two bottles; one of sparkling wine - how fancy! - and one of red wine. Since it was no time to get drunk, I started making breakfast - I cheated a little using a sizzle of Din’s Fire to light up the stove and boil the water. I still am not skilled enough to light fire with just flint, tinder, and wood.

‘I thought magic wasn’t for such an insignificant thang’, my husband’s voice grumbled from above, startling me to the point of almost dropping the teapot over the rug, ‘… wifey’.

‘Were you watching all this time?’, I blushed out of surprise.

He hummed affirmatively. ‘I did my best to not pounce on you like a hungry animal, specially when you look so cute prancing around in my shirt and knickers’.

‘Look at you instead, sweetheart’, I poured the tea, ‘You are quite the spectacle only in your breeches! Scandalous!’ - I fanned myself with my free hand, mimicking the mannerisms of the ladies of the court.

‘I’ll cover my shame, milady’, he threw a shirt over him, ‘but only to pick the mail and check the horses’.

I brought the tray upstairs to have breakfast in bed - a rare luxury, even for me. Link returned with the mail, incredibly confused.

‘Who the fudge is Linus Nohansen? Do you have a relative I dunno ‘bout? ’, he asked, and I laughed so hard, I snorted.

‘That is your name, sweetheart’, I explained him, ‘Remember when we were at the library studying our family trees? Do you recall the part when you were to be added to the royal family one, you acquired a new name?’.

‘Kinda? But I , Link of Ordon, Country Bumpkin, married you!’, he complained, with a mouthful of bread and goat cheese on his mouth, ‘not that Nohansen dweeb’.

‘Do you realize you are actually calling yourself a dweeb, sweetheart?’

He answered just a ‘shucks I’m really a dweeb’, embarrassed at his nonsense.

I explained to him it was a mere formality, for he married into the crown in the end. He seemed to be a little less upset about it. Maybe he should have been less if he had actually chosen his name and not let that choice to me.

The letter was from his brothers in arms, to congratulate him:

Dear Lord Commander,

It is our desire as your subordinates and brothers-in-arms, to congratulate you on your nuptials with HRM Queen Zelda IV. We wish for nothing more than perfect happiness for both of you.

It still surprises most of us who Mysterious Lady Z turned out to be (except for Lady Ashei, she won all the bets placed), but we think it might have been so clear, we were oblivious to the truth.

We hope you have a pleasant honeymoon.

Best Regards,

Knights, Royal Guard, and Army of Hyrule

P.S.: Since I was the one who penned this letter I’ll take the freedom to add something: forget about us for a while, please. You always work too hard.

You and the Queen are both young people who are too serious for your age, you got to let your hair down, be wild and free!

Have fun plenty of times a day with your wife, if you know what I mean! The sky is the limit, young lovers!

By the way, Linus is a good name for you; it kind of suits you.


The sky is the limit. Only Sir Artorius is capable of such silly wording - and other types of mischief, as Link told me.

‘That ole tattler scoundrel’, he mumbled, folding the letter, ‘You know he bribed Orville so he could look into the scraped drafts of the letter I wrote you to confess, so he could know who I fancied?!’

I pictured the image, and could not stop laughing: the toughest, bravest soldiers of the kingdom gossiping like school kids over who was their leader’s crush.

Once breakfast was over, and my belly stopped stinging from all the laughter, we dressed up and went out to visit Rusl’s house, to greet everyone.

‘The merry bunch left early in the morning’, Rusl informed us, ‘Telma and Ilia dragged them all back to Castletown’.

I could clearly imagine all the ladies and Shad, dragging Ashei and Naima into the carriage.

‘You got a gift here’, Uli told us, ‘it’s something fancy! Quite a large box!’

To our surprise, it was the most thoughtful -and interesting- gift: a telescope!

The gifter was quite the surprise also: none other than Elder Nabooru. It even came with a lovely note.

So, after lunch, and likely a nap (yes, a nap!) we will depart for Faron Woods.

Clear skies, good company, and the silence of the forest seems a good plan.



chapter eleven of the lost princess of merope: slaying a dragon

see chapter one, meet the princesses // 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

This is PJ’s opportunity. Every kid raised on Harry Potter and Sabrina secretly hopes- maybe even expects - to get secret powers. “I’m going to turn this pillow into a shield,” she announces. She reaches down and grabs Tate’s pillow. It remains a pillow. She shakes it. It remains a pillow. “Wait. How do you do magic?”

“Open your heart. Breathe in smoke and breathe out sparks,” Oona says helpfully. Zoila has no idea- she just speaks and animals understand her. Helene tries to explain the science of botany to her. Outside, a dragon roars so loudly that the windows of Tate’s room shake.

“Close your eyes,” Calla says. “And just try to breathe. Think of something not so-” A loud scream echoes from outside. “Awful.”

PJ closes her eyes and tries to let go. She tries not to think, which makes her think of how she’s not thinking. She tries to think of something that calms her, something that makes her feel- 

The pillow suddenly flails in her hands and meows loudly. PJ’s eyes fly open and she drops the cat now in her hands. The cat shoots under the bed. “I wanted to make a shield!” she says, falling on her knees to look for the cat under the bed. (“Were you thinking of a shield?” Zoila asks, and PJ shoots her a dirty look.)

“We should probably get out there,” Helene says, looking out the window. “They need help. PJ, you should stay here and work on your… gifts.”

“What!” PJ shouts as the others run out the bedroom door. She chases after them. “You did not kidnap me and take me to another world to leave me inside!”

They burst out of the castle doors into pure chaos. This kingdom is freezing- everything is huge mountains of snow around the entire castle. The dragon and crowd of knights and Tate are standing in a courtyard filled with huge, big trees covered in ice and snow.

The dragon is big, but not Jurassic Park tyrannosaurus rex big. It’s probably about fifteen feet tall, easily able to fit under the trees in the courtyard. Its long wings are spread out to show off its impressive wingspan. It’s pure black, only a shine from the sun on its scales to display any sort of texture. It breathes fire almost carelessly, melting all of the iron weapons the people of Celaeno are trying to use against it. Tate is in the middle of the fray, wildly manipulating iron in attempts to keep the dragon at bay. When the iron weavers seem to create a sort of cage around the creature, PJ thinks for just a moment that the beast is contained- 

But the dragon’s back foot comes up to seemingly kick itself. The dragon’s scales seem to spark at the hit- twice, three times- and the entire dragon’s body lights up in a ball of flame. Helene lets out a shout. The iron cage melts away. It must be something like flint and tinder, or coal. When the fire fades, the dragon is still there.

Evangeline hurries to their side when she sees them. “We have to do something,” she says. “They already lost-” She glances at Helene quickly before continuing. “If I hit the tree branches above the dragon, the snow should get the dragon wet enough that it can’t relight immediately. If Tate can get close enough, she can kill it then.”

“Well,” PJ says. “I’ve got an idea.”

You turn: Do you remember what the P stands for in PJ’s name? Go to that page and follow the instructions to help slay a dragon. (like this: wormwoodandhoney.tumblr.com/namehere)

Creature Comforts

old worn hands and fire,
flint, tinder and crackling twigs,
toil of waning hours worn away
by stories with glorious heroes,
endless summers, short winters,
happy endings, gods in the stars,
blanket with thin hand-stitched planets
pulled up to to the chin, a yawn, a hug,
warmth of a snuggling snoring pug
nestled on patterns of meteor showers,
oblivion’s tug into the morning hours.

speedingtrainwreck-deactivated2  asked:

You always have the best fic recs! Do you know of any exhaustive master posts for magical, BAMF, or supernatural creature!stiles? Or any combo if the three?

50+ Sterek recs (Magic!Stiles, supernatural!Stiles)


  • What I Did On My Summer Vacation by grimm (E, 119k) There’s something weird about Beacon Hills that Stiles can’t quite put his finger on. The way everyone in town knows his name the day he arrives. The way they insist the melancholic howling that echoes through the forest every night is just a dog. The way his dad denies getting a dog, even though Stiles comes home to find one sprawled across his bed, some big black thing whose eyes gleam red in the right light. The way that massive oak tree out in the woods vibrates under his touch, pulsing with sickly life. There’s something weird going on in this town, and Stiles is determined to get to the bottom of it.
  • que tu m’aimais encore by magneticwave (T, 20k) Wolves mate for life, don’t they?
  • Stand Fast in Your Enchantments by DevilDoll  (E, 77k) ”Stiles knew damn well what a pissed-off wolf sounded like, and every hair on the back of his neck was telling him that somewhere in this room was a very pissed-off werewolf.” An AU in which Derek is feral, Stiles is magical, and they eat a lot of fast food.
  • Play it Again by metisket (T, 63k) In which Stiles goes along with one of Derek’s plans and ends up in an alternate universe as a result. He should’ve known better. He did know better, actually, and that means he has no one to blame but himself. “Laura wants to lure the kid in with food and kindness and make a pet of him, like a feral cat. Derek wants to have him arrested for stalking. They’re at an impasse. (And the rest of the family is staying emphatically out of it in a way that suggests bets have been placed.)”
  • The Walls Are Breathing In by secondstar (E, 42k) Nothing could go wrong. It was just supposed to be a safe trip to the Nemeton. But this is Beacon Hills and things are rarely that simple. Welcome to the life of Stiles Stilinski. Or, that time that Stiles accidentally became a sorcerer against his will.
  • In The New Year by pyes (T, 44k) In Beacon Hills they don’t say “Happy Holidays.” Instead they say “Yo, Derek,” which translates to “I’m pretty sure I soul-bound my sorry ass to the floor of your loft, four years ago, while reading spells off the internet.” I think that’s beautiful.

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Glorious Creatures

Here is a retelling of the Medusa myth that I’ve been working on for a few months, and thought I would post the full first draft on International Women’s Day. It is not one of my usual comedy retellings; it’s a reinterpretation of the original myth. I’ve put most of it under a cut, because it’s quite long, and there’s also some context / points of discourse under the cut as well. It’s something a bit different from my usual fare and I’m quite nervous about sharing it, but I think it’s ready.

TW: rape

The most striking thing about the absence of light is that it illuminates the presence of sound. I hear the man moments before anyone else would, before he has even entered the cave. He is light of foot, and I know he is trying to conceal himself, treading softly and slowly. I hear him anyway. I hold my breath, willing the darkness of the cave to overcome him with fear and drive him out, but the footsteps come closer. He is the worst sort of man, then. He is brave.

He is brave, and he is in danger.

Shrinking back against the cave wall, hoping to make myself even more invisible than I know I already am, I cry out. “Don’t come any closer! I don’t want to hurt you.”

The footsteps stop.

I hear a sharp intake of breath, a shaky exhale. He is scared, then, but like any brave man he is concealing it. If I tried, I could probably hear his heart. It would be racing.

“Who are you?” asks the man, after he has caught his breath, voice carefully measured.

I wonder if he has seen my statues, the ones that line the entrance to the cave like watchmen. I wonder if he knows that I put them there, out of my sight, because I could not bear to see them motionless.

“I’ll tell you,” I say. I hear him take another step, and I recoil. “Please don’t come any closer,” I beg. “I’ll kill you!”

Silence. “I thought you said you didn’t want to hurt me?”

He is so brave, and I am so afraid of hurting him. “I don’t. Please, please; go back to the entrance of the cave, and I’ll speak to you from here. I’ll give you whatever you’ve come for, and you’ll leave in peace, I promise.”

There’s enough blood on these hands already, I think. Blood turned from red to grey, hardened and lingering in veins long since rendered as stone. I wonder if those statues still have hearts.

After a moment, I hear the man withdraw, and I release a breath I hadn’t known that I was holding. “Thank you,” I say. When I can tell that he’s retreated to a safe distance, I inch forward; not close enough to see or be seen, or to remove the shroud of total darkness that the cave has granted me, but close enough to feel as though we inhabit the same space. “I told you that I would tell you who I am, and I will. I’m Medusa.”

He’s too far away for me to hear his heartbeat any more. I can only hear my own.

“I’m Perseus.”

The eye of the Gorgon turns mortals to stone. That’s all I know. I’ve always known, from the moment I opened my eyes and saw nothing, that everything had been taken from sight. The halls of my childhood were lined with marble statues, and I could touch, but could not look. I grew up in a temple, and the statues were beautiful, carved of gods by human hands.

I live amongst another kind of statue now. We cannot always live in temples.

All my life has been leading up to longing. It builds up behind me, a trail of desire in my wake, and I wonder what it would be like to live. Atlas’ burden is only the world. I wish that were all I carried on my shoulders. I wish I bore nothing but the crust of the Earth and all the hollow things in it. I wish I were weighted down by nothing but the elements and the spaces between the beginning and the end. Atlas meets the eyes of the world, and I cannot.

The living wait outside, and I am within and without. I hold death’s glare in my gaze, and I am powerless. There is a periphery between seeing and being seen which I dare not cross. To behold is to be held, and my hands are empty. For fear of being seen, I have never looked.

I can hear the sound of a stone being thrown against the outside cave wall; dropped, picked up, thrown again. The sound of a man growing bored. The sound of a man who wants to leave, but cannot.

Most men who come here get neither the choice nor the chance.

“Why are you still here?” I ask, after hours of hearing that same stone, that same heartbeat I’ve always heard.

“I need to talk to you.”

“It’s not safe,” I tell him.

“Not even if I stay out here?” he asks, and sighs. “I’m not trying to hurt you. I need your help.”

I wonder why he thinks I am afraid of him hurting me, and not the opposite.

“Look around you,” I say, presuming that he’s in the same place as my statues. If he’s right by the mouth of the cave, he isn’t alone. I have seven statues there; all with swords and shields once gifted to them by the gods, now made of stone; helmets forged of bronze by master blacksmiths, now crumbling. One man wears armour made by Hephaestus himself. He is as still as the rest of them. “Do you really think I can help you?”

For a few brief seconds, there is nothing.

“I know you can,” he replies.

I pledged my services to the gods when I was a child. I chose Athena. My mother begged me not to leave her. Athena will ruin you, she told me. She won’t keep you safe. I will. Stay with me.

My mother had two other daughters, each by a man she had never wanted to lie with, and I wondered how my mother could promise to keep me safe at all when she had been in so much danger all her life.

I lived in the house of Athena until I bled for the first time, and then his name.

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That fic rec post nobody asked for.

Actually, littlegelen did. Blame her. This is a random list of fics I bookmarked and saved over the years. Nothing special, really, so curb your enthusiasm.

SHIP: STILES/DEREK (everyone and their mom has already read every single one of these)

Only way to be sure, kellifer_fic 
T, ~15k, Aliens AU.
Derek might hate stasis but he loves combat drops.

Let us stray ‘til break of day, Loz 
E, ~55k
Derek decides the best way to get Scott to join his pack is to seduce Stiles first. Derek makes terrible decisions.

Trouble’s a mangy stray dog, kinneas 
T, ~2k, Sheriff’s POV
Stiles goes out on Christmas night. It’s okay, he’s seventeen now, and the Sheriff remembers enough about that age and the one right after it to know that sometimes these things get worse before they get better. He just tells him to be home by county curfew, puts the game on, and it’s okay.

In quiet, a favor, helenish 
E, ~10k
“You like happy endings, huh?” Stiles says, lying pressed in against his back, sliding his fingers along the edge of Derek’s chest, along his ribs and up his sternum.

DILF, twentysomething 
E, ~30k, daddy!Derek
Today is Scott’s first day of kindergarten and Derek is terrified.

To have outlived the night, stillane 
M, ~25k, monster of the week
Derek steps away from the window. “You helped me. They took that as a declaration.”

Hyper heart alone, hito 
E, ~35k, future fic.
When Stiles returns home to help his father recover from an injury, he discovers that things have changed somewhat in his absence: Derek is working closely with Stiles’ father, around the house and underfoot, generally annoying and disconcerting Stiles with his presence.
Well, Stiles isn’t sure you could call all the sex they end up having annoying, but he isn’t really willing to call it anything else, either.

Darling it is no joke, thehoyden 
E, ~15k, deputy!Derek, AU
The first thing Stiles thinks when he opens the door is that it’s not his birthday, but someone has sent him some kind of cop stripper.

Go home, or make a home, lady_ragnell 
T, ~10k, canon deviation
In a world where Derek lets Scott kill the Alpha and get the cure, he has to figure out how to rebuild his life, with help from Stiles.

A handprint on the door, mrsvc 
T, ~5k
5x Derek and Stiles ended up sleeping at the same time (but not necessarily together), and the one time they did.

Open the door, Renay 
T, ~25k
Derek gives Stiles his jacket.

By any other name, entanglednow 
E, ~35k, amnesia
He doesn’t know his name, he doesn’t know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he’s on the run with. But he’s pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it.

Lock all the doors behind you, entanglednow 
M, ~25k, feral!Derek
He has no idea what you’re supposed to say when you find one of your…werewolf acquaintances, completely out of their mind, growling like they’re about to see what your insides taste like. There’s no handbook for this. Stiles is thinking that if he survives he might write one.

Flint & tinder, grimm 
E, ~45k, supernatural cops
Casting spells, chasing monsters, wooing your coworkers and fucking them in their offices - it’s all in a day’s work for Stiles Stilinski.

We’ve written volumes, notthequiettype 
E, ~25k, monster of the week
Stiles is on his back on hard-packed dirt. He’s cold and there are leaves stuck to his neck and there’s a four inch gash in his side that he thinks he can feel his ribs through. […] As his eyes slip shut, the last thing he thinks is, “This is going to kill my dad.”

C'mon now sugar, teamfreewolf 
T, ~40k, Veronica Mars fusion
Stiles helps his father out with his private investigation agency while trying to survive high school. But when murders that might be connected to the death of his best friend Laura start occurring, he is forced to team up with her brother Derek to get to the bottom of it.

No homo, RemainNameless 
E, ~100k, Uni AU
Stiles’ sophomore year starts something like this:
3 FourLokos
+ 1 peer-pressuring cat
- 1 best bro to end all best bros
= 1 Craigslist ad headline that reads “str8 dude - m4m - strictly platonic”.
Derek is the fool who replies.

Cross our bridges when we come to them, RemainNameless 
M, ~100k, monster of the week
The five times Derek called the Sheriff “Dad” on accident and the first time he did it on purpose.

Where is my mind, scoutshonor 
M, ~6k, bodyswap
“Ground rules: no jerking off,“ Scott says. "No using my body to mack on my best friend, okay, that’s fucking gross.”

Notches in your spine, scoutshonor 
E, ~9k
Stiles is the one who finds them in the first place, Derek’s college applications.

Every step you take, nokomis 
M, ~50k, monster of the week
Stiles accidentally ends up magically bound to Derek. It’s super.

Losers, stilinskisparkles 
M, ~35k, Uni AU
Where Derek is new to college, eager to spend his time learning, and Stiles is everything he didn’t want in a room mate. He’s loud, he’s into sports, and he keeps trying to make Derek do things.
Or, the one where Derek falls for a jock, Erica will cut you if you disturb her studying, and Jackson is a closeted romantic who pretends to hate everything.

Circle yes or no, blacktofade 
E, ~25k, Uni AU
Stiles is a TA for Professor Morrell’s class, where Derek happens to be a mature student.

Pack up; don’t stray, the_deep_magic 
E, ~55k, slavery
Werewolves are an enslaved underclass, collared and tagged by human masters. Detective Stilinksi’s on duty the night they bring in an untagged stray.

Cherrybomb, the_deep_magic 
E, ~15k, delinquent!Stiles
Stiles is yanked up to his feet so fast that his world spins and his shoulder aches and he’s a second from screaming police brutality! when he gets a good look at the cop’s face.
Holy shit. Stiles was just tackled to the ground by a fucking underwear model with a badge.

Crazy, stupid, love, toraten 
T, ~15k, post-nogitsune!Stiles
[…] In which Derek is a terrible life coach, but at the same time he’s exactly what Stiles needs.

Historically innacurate, asocialfauxpas 
E, ~20k, werewolf AU
Stiles is surprisingly okay with all the weird shit that goes on at Beacon City Historic Ghost Town - ghost lights, howling, pianos playing on their own. Having to work closely with the surly blacksmith is another matter.

Shelter also gave their shade, weathervaanes 
E, ~10k, hippies and bikers
Stiles and his friends take off to do nothing in particular and go nowhere specific in a crappy van. Love happens along the way.

There is a brotherhood, minusoneday 
E, ~20k, Uni AU
[…] Or, the one where pledge brothers Stiles and Scott start a prank war with Derek Hale’s fraternity.

Where the inevitable isn’t, Survivah 
M, ~40k, parallel universe
Stiles has a magical thingamajig that’s supposed to get him out of danger. Trouble is, it took him really, really far out of danger. Like, to the point where he isn’t in the same universe anymore.

Gravity’s got nothing on you, zosofi 
E, 80k, fake/pretend, magic
Or, the one where the Hale fire never happened, Laura is a nosy sister, Derek is desperate, and Stiles is the only one that can help.

He is and as he is, jaegermighty 
T, ~1k, slice of life
First times and muffins.


A brief introduction to live-action roleplaying, wldnst 
T, ~30k, Met online.
Jackson tells Danny he’s a werewolf. Danny gets werewolf advice from a stranger on the internet. Things escalate from there.

Next Thursday, wldnst 
T, ~20k
In which Stiles Stilinski has a werewolf for a best friend, a support group for that, hot chocolate with Lydia Martin and Danny Mahealani every Thursday evening, and an extremely anticlimactic coming out experience.

Oh baby, baby, Chash 
G, ~3k
In which the technology of fake babies used to teach teenagers not to have sex has progressed to a point that they instinctively cry when Stiles touches them.

For what it’s worth, I think there’s nobody like you, Chash, 
M, ~4k, human AU
It’s not exactly that Lydia wants to set Danny up with her high school friend, it’s more that she doesn’t want to deal with him, and she’d rather make Danny do it.

Catalysis, kim47 
T, ~20k, fake/pretend
The one where Stiles’s grandmother comes to town, Danny agrees to be Stiles’s fake boyfriend, Scott is annoyingly insightful, and there are vampires.

Weak knees and sweaty palms, kim47 
T, ~3k, first date
Okay, so it’s possible Stiles has never been on a real date. One where both parties were aware of and agreeable to the fact.
It’s also possible he’s a little nervous.

Holding back the wind, race_the_ace 
E, ~20k, canon divergence
Sometimes people fall in love young and that changes everything. This is the story of how it changed everything for Stiles and Danny.


WIP There are many names in history, GoddessOfBirth 
E, 42k+, time travel
Stiles is driving in his jeep when the horrible, no good, very bad thing happens. In which 17 year old Peter Hale and Chris Argent materialize in present day Beacon Hills and things become awkward very, very fast.

The dark side of the moon, GoddessOfBirth 
M, ~25k, amnesia
The alpha pack strips away Peter’s memory, and Chris makes the mercenary decision to shelter him. The lines between past and present, enemies and friends, and lovers and unwilling allies begins to blur, and it’s anyone’s guess who will emerge as the winner.


Paper wolf, Planty 
T, ~6k, coffeshop AU
As it eventually transpired, Isaac hates coffee, Danny loves scones and origami is a legitimate seduction technique.

Hands, Planty 
G, ~3k, human AU
Camden is deafened in an ambush and Danny is his ASL tutor.

The Rising Tide, eleanor_lavish 
E, ~10k, monster of the week
Danny really didn’t know he could find a guy to crush on who combined his love of twinks with his secret desire to be manhandled, but hey. Thank god for werewolves.

Did it hurt (when you fell from heaven)?, Nutella_enthusiast 
M, ~8k, Uni AU
Danny’s plan for college involved some drunken parties, hot professors, and getting out of there as soon as he possibly could.
He didn’t count on having a frustratingly attractive roommate, who happens to already have a girlfriend.

A little something sweet, verdreht 
T, ~11k
Essentially, Danny’s finding his way to Isaac’s heart through his stomach, and Isaac’s being cute a little (lot) emotionally damaged and maybe not quite as oblivious as Danny thinks.

Ever the same, Skaboom 
T, ~60k
Every Saturday, Isaac volunteers at the children’s hospital. He doesn’t tell Scott, or Stiles, or Derek, or any of them, but he goes from room to room, drawing pictures, reading stories, and taking away as much of their pain as he can. Every day, when Danny goes to visit his little sister, Maia, in the hospital, he listens to her talk about “the boy who makes her feel better.” When he finds out it’s Isaac, he doesn’t know what that means, or what to make of that, but he does know that anyone who make his sister feel better is someone he wants to get to know.

shameless promo: It’s all about the ba-bumps in your heart, tuai (translated by Lleu) 
E, ~30k, Met online, canon deviation.
Isaac meets someone online.

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My somewhat traditionalist gear/medicine bag. Hunting, camping, wilderness survival, the old fashioned way.

“I… worry,” he whispers, pressing his forehead against the crystal dagger that cradles his Moonbeam with in. “I worry. Am I too… different? Am I too broken? I do not love the way others do, I do not have this heart-beeps, this flint-and-tinder. The depth of it. I do not have this… muchness of love, this great weight of it. I do not understand it.”

Nightlight’s shoulders hunch inwards as he breathes out, tears gathering on his eyelashes and dripping onto the crystal, where they glimmer and merge with the blade.

“I have no Knowing of this ‘love’ sort.”

Sterek Fic Recs - The Magic!Stiles List

Because Stiles should always be a bamf in every single freakin’ trope. 

A Life Less Ordinary | 19,209

It takes a few years but eventually they manage to agree on something; Derek Hale is an asshole, and Stiles Stilinski is in love with him.

A Thousand Fiery Suns of Angst - Just Press Play | 20,934

All Stiles wants from life is to learn to control his magic, keep his grades up, and not die horribly while saving Beacon Hills from supernatural threats. It’s all going pretty well until Derek Hale, werewolf extraordinaire, has to go and ask him on a date. That asshole.

And We’ll Be Complicated | 18,565

Stiles already had his hands full with the case he was working on for the enigmatic Mrs. B. He really didn’t need this too, but there was no changing the fact that he no longer remembered Derek Hale or anything connected to him. And no one could figure out why.

Beltane | 8,245  |  ♡ |

Watching Stiles heal someone has always been a little uncomfortable for Derek, like he’s seeing something intimate and private that shouldn’t have an audience. That’s nothing compared to how it feels.

Deputy Derek Hale, Alpha | 12,654

Deputy Derek Hale has recently become an alpha, and that changes things for him. Now that he’s back after a leave of absence, he’s hoping to get what he and Stiles had almost-started back on track. The thing is, it seems Stiles is going through some changes of his own and Derek’s not sure how he fits.

don’t carry it all | 7,280 | Fem!Stiles 

There had been, Stiles tells his father carefully, a mix-up at Deaton’s. ‘A mix-up,’ his father says flatly, and Stiles says, 'yeah.’

Maybe 'mix-up’ was the wrong word to use. 'A flub of extraordinary proportions,’ maybe, or, 'a fuck-up the likes of which you’ve never seen,’ or maybe even, 'a crazy stupid amount of magic that ricocheted off Deaton’s ward, mutated, and turned me into a girl.’ Scott hadn’t stopped laughing until Stiles kneed him in the balls, which had been oddly satisfying. Allison had given him a high-five.

flint & tinder | 43,593

Casting spells, chasing monsters, wooing your coworkers and fucking them in their offices - it’s all in a day’s work for Stiles Stilinski.

Last Call | 6,364

He doesn’t come to The Beacon to pick up people. It’s precisely the reason why he doesn’t go anywhere else. People in this neighborhood know him, know he’s not interested in being hit on, which allows him to have a drink in peace. Derek knows he’s good-looking, but the type of people it attracts disgust him. At least other werewolves can smell the unfriendliness on him and stay away, but that doesn’t stop everyone. He went to a gay bar with his coworker Isaac once and it was horrifying.

Lead Me Home | 36,100  |  ♡ |

“Yeah, the world had gone to shit. What’s left of it split into territories, viciously fought over and protected, as if anything is worth protecting any more. Forests to the north, wastelands to the south. There are human territories, wolf territories, witch territories and no-man’s lands, where the Chimeras rule.”

A post-apocalyptic fairytale.

maybe then a witch could believe in the moon | 10,712

Okay, I get it. You were just asserting dominance. I can relate to that. I do know Derek.

(Never) Let Me Go | 5,843

Now Stiles is older, not exactly wiser, but definitely well-versed in hot guys, and he feels qualified to say that yeah, his memories are spot on with the hotness factor, and Derek hasn’t changed a bit.

Never Was a Stranger | 8,915

Derek sighed and rubbed his forehead. “What if I told you I traveled back in time to protect you.”

Patterns of Intention | 17,085  |  ♡ |

Derek looked like the stuff of his deepest fantasies. His shirt was rumpled where Stiles had his hands in it, and he was breathing hard as well, chest heaving. His eyes—his eyes were glazed over and he looked stunned, like he’d been—like Stiles had— “No,” Stiles said, blood draining from his face. The word was croaky and felt like it had to be wrenched out of his chest. “God, no.”

sparks | 17,190

Derek is a librarian at one of the few supernatural universities in the country, and his student worker turns out to be none other than grad student Stiles. And it doesn’t take long before they start dating. Stiles is a gifted spark, but he keeps hanging out with people who are into dark magic, and Derek’s worried.

That Which You Cannot Undo | 28,181

By twenty-eight, Stiles has resigned himself to a quiet life of working in his magic shop, selling Jackson Whittemore fart-inducing tea, and looking after his goddaughter. It’s a good life. But the quiet goes to hell when his sister, Lydia, shows up with a crispy werewolf in her trunk and a bite mark on her shoulder, because hard on her heels comes the hottest person Stiles has ever seen, and he happens to be looking for his uncle.

You know, the dead guy Stiles helped Lydia bury last night.

Vampires, man. Not to be trusted | 9,670

Stiles appreciates Derek worrying about him being overwhelmed but he really could have used a few overenthusiastic werewolves and impatient humans for his homecoming. He’s felt disconnected because of his forced isolation and would have at least liked to have had Scott on his doorstep when he got there.

Tinder and Flint - thatviciousvixen - Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 2/5
Rating: Explicit
Relationships: Hux/Kylo Ren, Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren
Additional Tags: Emperor Hux, Slow Burn, Violence, Enemies to Lovers, Eventual Smut

Reeling from the defeat at Starkiller Base, Supreme Leader Snoke comes up with an idea to unite the First Order under a figurehead they can rally behind: Hux. Despite their obvious hatred Kylo is named his knight and protector and assigned to stay by his side and follow his orders.

Kylo Ren expects to hate being an acolyte of Emperor Brendol Hux the Second, ruler of the new Galactic Empire. He’s surprised to find otherwise.

Crazy Invention!

After an endless stream of failures, Gotticia has finally invented something that will enshrine her name in the annals of history!

  1. Lightning paste:
    Magic for the common man! One barrel of this plant-based paste will generate enough lightning to illuminate a room for a night, or to kill a healthy adult!
  2. The foot-cart!
    This lightweight, three-wheeled cart is driven by the rider’s own foot power! Makes light work of heavy loads.
  3. Firestones!
    These stones fit comfortably in a pouch or the palm of your hand, but when you ignite the wick, make tracks! In under a minute the stone will erupt like a tiny volcano!
  4. Bird-carriage:
    Climb aboard the chariot of the sky! With a full complement of six passengers pedalling, the bird carriage takes flight! Its powerful wings lift the carriage aloft. Simply discontinue pedalling to return to the earth.
  5. Horse-aid:
    Does your horse become blown too easily? Try Horse-Aid! Keeps horses running indefinitely!
  6. Power-bow:
    Operates like a regular crossbow, but employs fire for some added “oomph”! Refills available for a small fee!
  7. Fire-tinders:
    Tired of the flint and tinder? Want fire NOW? Fire-tinders are coated in flammable powder that ignites with a single strike against any abrasive surface! The tinders burn merrily, ready to ignite a camp fire or smoking pipe!
  8. The Bread Machine:
    expose the turbine to a stiff breeze, fill the drum with flour, water, and some beer must, and let it do its thing. Leave for 24 hours.
  9. The Chill Bin:
    Place wheel and hoses into swiftly moving water to keep the bin’s contents cold. Keep hatch fastened to keep cool air in.
  10. SoundWheels!
    These blank wax circles can be embedded with PURE SOUND! Once cut, you can insert the disc into the vibrograph machine to play back the recorded sound with perfect clarity!
  11. Sunburst:
    When exposed to fire, this white powder erupts into a flash of dazzling light. Perfect for night ambushes, spelunking, and many other uses.
  12. CrazyBones!
    Grind up these bones and put them in food. When you ask your victim what they think the secret ingredient is, they’ll go crazy trying to guess. LITERALLY CRAZY. DO NOT CONSUME.