three cheers for literacy

Here it is...Stiles's eighteenth birthday party. In which there is a lot more panicking about kissing than actually, you know. Kissing. Poor Derek.

GUYS, IT’S FINALLY FINISHED. Ha! I don’t believe it myself.

So! I started writing all of this before 3A was finished. (…wow.) Which means that for purposes of this series, 3A is spotty, 3B exists once upon a dream, and absolutely no canon after that ever happened. So among other things, we’re going to pretend that the darach and Jennifer Blake were two different people, who coincidentally both happened to wander into Beacon Hills for some ritual sacrificing at separate times. (If any town could do it, Beacon Hills could.)

I’m so sorry for making you wait forever for this!

Thank you so much to Zephy for the beta. ^_^

(Also on AO3)

( Kiss of Death )

Here’s the last chapter of the Stiles fic. :) Although I considered it to be neverending, everyone’s now complaining that it’s too short, so that just goes to show what I know.

In this chapter, lots of people discover things about Stiles, and this irritates him and traumatizes them. He did warn them not to ask him questions.

Teen Wolf continues not to belong to me. I continue to be sad about this.

Oh, and I finally broke down and got a tumblr. Yeah, I question my life choices also. :)


( Chapter III, part 1 )

Here there is a neverending Teen Wolf fic which never ends. I’m a little embarrassed about how long it is. BUT THERE YOU HAVE IT. I’ll post it in three chapters—a chapter per week. (Also on AO3).

This is the sad story of how Stiles went along with one of Derek’s plans and ended up in an alternate universe thereby. He should’ve known better. He did know better, actually, and that means he has no one to blame but himself.

Teen Wolf doesn’t belong to me. There are other things that don’t belong to me this time, too, such as:

I borrowed the concept of a magical escape route that pulls you so far out of danger you end up in an entirely different universe from Survivah’s Where the Inevitable Isn’t. It’s an excellent fic, and the concept is so hilariously something that would happen to Stiles that I had to play with it. :) On top of that, I didn’t realize until I was rereading M_Leigh’s this boy, half-destroyed (also excellent) that I’ve basically incorporated Derek’s brother Patrick from that fic into my head-canon, so you’ll notice a suspiciously similar character in this.

*flees bearing good ideas, also your wallet*


( Chapter I, part 1 )