bakenyan:

Your werewolf s/o knowing you don’t eat meat so when they try to court you instead of dropping dead deers or boars at your feet, they bring you a bunch of veggies. Like entire potato plants or a bunch of cauliflowers seemingly fresh from a field. A wolf mouth full of turnips. They notice that it kind of works out, at least you eat some of it. Which encourages them to get a little more creative. The next thing you get is an entire branch from an apple tree. A few berry bushes left on your front porch. You’ve given up asking them whose farms they’ve been raiding cause all you get in response is a proud “I’ve hunted! For you!”

problematiquefics:

A  HOUSE  IN  THE  COUNTRYSIDE
Allison/Malia: ‘and they were roommates’ for @tw-femslash-friday

It starts with Allison asking her a simple question – simple
but loaded after everything that’s happened. After the ghost riders brought her
back, after Monroe started on a crusade against the supernatural, after Scott
became the general in a war and their pack scattered trying to hold the front.
But really, it’s simple.

“Did you still want to go to France?” is all she asks, but
Malia’s lips part in surprise and her belly twists with the implications.

She can leave.

She can get out of this place.

She can turn back from this war.

“Yes,” she replies, knowing that their friends would
understand. Allison’s lips curl with a bright smile, so dazzlingly bright that
it shines light on a realization Malia’s been trying to hide.

Somewhere along the way, in the time between her
resurrection and the war, Malia fell in love with the dark-haired huntress.

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