I decided this year that I’d like to do a mini Halloween-themed fic giveaway, a smaller version of my Christmas one. I’m hoping it’s successful, as I might like to do a slightly bigger one next Halloween ❤
Rules:
must be following me
reblog this post (likes do not count).
1 reblog = 1 entry.
in the tags, put TWO of your favourite ships and TWO Halloween themed AUs/prompts/tropes(this is important – entries without this information unfortunately can’t be counted)
this post must reach 30 notes or it never happened 😉
Winners & Prizes:
I will be selecting winners using an online random url chooser.
I will be choosing 3 winners.
All winners will receive a fic between 1,000-3,000 words.
Deadline:
Ends 14th October
I will announce the winners the same day
I will contact the winners privately regarding their chosen ships and prompts
The prizes will be posted on Halloween – trick or treat!
I will be opening this up for Teen Wolf and Agents of Shield. For information on what I will/won’t write for, please feel free to message me.
I’m super excited and I really hopes this is successful! ❤
yeah you’d fuck a werewolf, but would you take a long stroll through the park with them? walk along the beach with them? go window shopping with them? watch a nice movie together? at least buy them dinner first, yeesh
stop werewolf objectification 2k17
Stiles Stilinski would reblog this.
Stiles Stilinski wrote this, what are you talking about
Either Stiles or Derek wrote this……I don’t know which.
Derek wrote it, and it was kind of a big step for him because despite knowing how awful it makes him feel when people treat him like a monster or a novel sex toy, and despite hearing from Stiles and others that it’s not okay for people to treat him like it, he’s still got most of it internalized. He still makes excuses for the people who hurt him, he still talks like what they’re doing makes sense.
(Talking to Scott in the early days, first couple of episodes, saying ”Some of the people who died in the fire were perfectly normal!” Normal, meaning human. Human, and therefore not an out of control wolf that would fit the hunter’s code. Because he’s been taught and on some level believed that every wolf fit the hunter’s code.)
So he says things, things he doesn’t think twice about, that excuse or minimize the things people do to him, and it drives Stiles nuts but he can’t exactly chastize Derek for it, because it’s not really his fault. But he pushes, a little, gives Derek reminders that no, the woman who hit on him at the hotel bar after the interpack convention and jumped straight into questions about knotting was not “just curious”. It being unusual doesn’t excuse her efforts to pull at the front of his jeans and sneak a look. And maybe if he feels the need to defend Invasive Dick Lady to his friends even when he’s still shaky and upset from the encounter, he should rethink some things.
Then one day Stiles logs onto tumblr. He’s had a blog for years, but the rest of the pack created accounts mostly because of his wheedling, only in the last few years. Derek’s tumblr is hilarious, mostly because it swings wildly between depressing aesthetic posts of boho apartments looking out on rainy cities, and in depth analysis of the intricacies of Jay and Silent Bob.
And then he sees a text post, no notes yet because it’s only been up for an hour, and he finds himself grinning when he sees Derek’s picture next to it. Despite the joking tone, he can feel the outrage through the screen, and it’s wonderful because Derek being outraged for himself? For his own wellbeing? It’s like seeing a unicorn.
Stiles reblogs it immediately, and with his considerable number of followers it manages to hit 100k notes before the end of the night. He hopes that seeing it reinforced will help.
Teen Wolf AU: Stiles is Deaton’s apprentice, learning all about the supernatural world, runes, potions and witchcraft. When another unknown, deadly creature hits the town, Derek comes to him for help.
“Stiles. We were not having a moment.”
“I’m sorry, am I hearing things? ‘Cause I’m pretty sure you just admitted to trusting me, and for you, that’s like a love declaration. I’m half expecting you to drop on your knees and propose.”